Roses and Ashes
Today we layed my grandmother to rest.
This was my tidbit on Facebook about it yesterday:
“Morning. Tomorrow morning we lay my grandmother to rest. She had passed over a year back but due to timing and other factors, she will be laid to rest tomorrow. I like the idea of one’s final resting place. My faith aside, just knowing that at one point I’m going to be lying in a box surrounded by cushion and going to bed for the last time is comforting. Sort of a well-earned sleep. (At least, the goal is to make it well-earned.) So for tomorrow, I’m genuinely happy. My grandmother gets to go to bed for the last time and have her well-earned sleep. Good for her.”
Roses and ashes. Rest well. See you again one day.