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it is over

FSVO over.

The package arrived today with my grandparents' intermingled ashes.  This was a plastic bag, unlike Granma's urn, so it was....more immediate, I guess?  I'd never actually seen her ashes; this was RIGHT THERE, in my hand, granma and grandpa.  Nowhere to hide, no pretty gilt and black enamel urn.  Just them.  G wrote "Richard" and "Frances" with the old school heart with an arrow through it on the package, which was perfect.  That's the sort of thing Grandpa would have doodled, because he was always a big ol' dork where Granma was concerned.

It was beautiful and powerful and painful.  And peaceful.

She also sent me Granma's rosewood rosary from Medjugorje.  She always carried it in her purse, and Grandpa slept with it after she died.  That was one of the few things I was really torn up about not being able to find.  I love it as a little girl.  I thought it was the most magical thing ever.  It still smells like roses.

I have Grandpa's cross with a lock of her hair and a split ring with one of her rings.  The leather thong smells like soap and aftershave and him.  Every time I turn my head, I expect to see him over my shoulder.

So this is what closure feels like, I guess.


Mar. 6th, 2016 01:46 pm (UTC)
They are on the altar I created when I received the urn with Granma's ashes. Once I find a proper urn to put their together, there will be a ritual.

If it was just Grandpa, I would put him in a Planters peanut jar, because those were his favorite things in the WORLD and he was not a fussy guy (G suggested a paint can, which he also would love). Since his ashes are mingled with Granma's, though, I'll have to come up with something more standard. I do NOT feel like getting thwapped upside the head from the Other Side.

After all, she always said if she died first and Grandpa remarried, she was going to sit on the end of the bed and haunt him. The woman didn't play. :)
Mar. 6th, 2016 05:14 pm (UTC)
she was going to sit on the end of the bed and haunt him. The woman didn't play. :)

You go Granma! I like her.


The fucking YARN FAIRY!

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