October 28, 2015

Scattering Ashes and Saying Goodbye

I was only 29 when my Mom died.  Mom was 58.  Ovarian cancer had finally taken her after a 2 year fight.  She died suddenly (at least to me she did) – from not feeling well, to being hospitalized, to a first mention of hospice, to her letting go, all within hours.  Being a mother of a 5 year and a 2 year old at the time, I was in shock.  Having little ones, I depended on my Mom occasionally, for simply a trip alone to Target or a night away from the kids. This, in turn, allowed her to…