Thanks for sharing. I needed to read this today as I had to have the conversation with my 10 yo about what to do with the urn and ashes of his dad, my late husband, as we prepare to move on with life a little more than a year after he died. I have no way to put into words the comfort that your writing and the attached poem made me feel.
What a beautifully written post! I'm the keeper of the ashes in my family, almost clandestinely, because no one else believes that remains are very important. I have my mom's. I was supposed to bury them in Japan, but I didn't, for complicated reasons. I have the remains of a couple of cats. Even though I did my best for all of them in life, I still feel as if it wasn't enough, so I care for them in death the best I can.
Nice piece about respecting the dead… I appreciate your calmly crafted view of life on the “outside” of family. I always like these glimpses you share. Usually illuminating, always profound. I can relate… Love you bunches, Aunt Judy
Thanks for sharing. I needed to read this today as I had to have the conversation with my 10 yo about what to do with the urn and ashes of his dad, my late husband, as we prepare to move on with life a little more than a year after he died. I have no way to put into words the comfort that your writing and the attached poem made me feel.
What a beautifully written post! I'm the keeper of the ashes in my family, almost clandestinely, because no one else believes that remains are very important. I have my mom's. I was supposed to bury them in Japan, but I didn't, for complicated reasons. I have the remains of a couple of cats. Even though I did my best for all of them in life, I still feel as if it wasn't enough, so I care for them in death the best I can.
Thanks for sharing this wonderful poem, Brian!
Nice piece about respecting the dead… I appreciate your calmly crafted view of life on the “outside” of family. I always like these glimpses you share. Usually illuminating, always profound. I can relate… Love you bunches, Aunt Judy