It's Monday night.
Today I spent the day
fighting utilities.
Tomorrow probably the same.
Saturday early I will start out
for a Sunday arrival at the sea
to disperse my Mother,
as per her wishes.
It seems so far away.
It has been a long,
long couple weeks since
that night, I lost her.
Today in my stairwell
the cable/phone guy
jumped a foot and told me
"there was someone just now
standing over my shoulder"
At least I am not yet alone.
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The last time a loved one of mine died, was on Jan. 4, 2000. I kept his ashes on a shelf in the cupboard until the full moon of March and I tossed his ashes onto the wind as he had requested off a desert cliff after a lonely little service featuring his favorite songs. He was a Scottish soldier a long way from home.
I've been thru the rest of it alone, might as well finish the job that way.
I hope you feel the hug when you finish with your mother's request.
You have been - solo - never alone.
Peace!
Hope it frees you also.
Peace.
Best wishes.
wish I had had time to change that, but i did the best I could.