Scattering Mommy’s ashes last Saturday. Exactly nine months after she died. On the beach in the dunes, enjoying the sun.
We had an appointment at Suus’s at 10:00 am. Let’s check if he had the ashes with him, because he sometimes forgets about all those chemo treatments, but fortunately Annita was happy with it. The dogs too, by the way.
11:00 in Bergen aan Zee agreed with Roy and the rest of the family. First we had to mess around with parking tickets because we had to pay with coins, but luckily there was a parking meter with a PIN further down the road. Then the 10 of us went to the beach.
The weather was beautiful. There was a small breeze, so I kept my vest on. Let’s check which way the wind was blowing, because not all the ash is blowing in our faces. The wind was onshore, so we picked a spot against the dune. Right next to the Rescue Brigade by the way.
Joe had taken the urn with him in a bag and went to scatter Annita’s ashes. It was quite a lot and it took a while before the urn was received. Much of it flew up, but some remained on the dune. She was still ‘lying’ there on the beach in the sun. She loved that, baking in the sun. So she lay there perfectly.
I thought it was a very surreal moment to see her ashes swirling there. As if it wasn’t really her, but then again it was. I shed a few tears, because it hit me hard to let her go after exactly 9 months, to see her really fly away.
We stood there in silence for a while. Every now and then a hug between the tears. Everyone was emotional. Not surprising of course.
Then we went to the nearest beach bar for a drink and a piece of cake. Nicely sat in the sun. And Joe went back home with all the grandchildren, he had some nice distraction.
Another part closed. Above my desk is a small urn with some of my mom’s ashes in it. This way she is still close to me. Even though I don’t attach much importance to material things, I still like to have this urn close to me.