My mother had some specific wishes about her funeral. Amongst others she wanted her body to be cremated, the ashes to be scattered at the same place as my dad’s.
His ashes were scattered in large gardens behind the crematorium. The gardens are beautiful, with plants and trees. It is beside a forrest. It is peacefull and you can hear the birds sing. Whenever we visited dad we used to sit on a bench, she enjoyed being there.
Yesterday my sister and I scattered her ashes there. It was a beautiful sunny day. We were accompanied by H., my mother in law, H’s sister and her husband. It was good not to be alone.
Although I am coping with my mom’s death, I have been feeling like the tree in our garden that we pruned last fall. Somebody chopped off a large part of me.
If you take a closer look at the picture you can see that the tree has buds, where new branches will grow in the next week. Nature is resilient….
…..so am I.
Enjoy your weekend!