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Laurelai
My dad died July 29th of this year in his home several states to the north and this weekend my mom came down with his ashes because it was his wish to have his ashes scattered in the river where I grew up and we lived for over 20 years. It was a gorgeous sunny Florida October day- wonderful day for it.
I'd never scattered ashes before (I'd seen someone's, so I knew what they looked like) and my mom asked me to go first since I was the first born. Well, mom didn't bring anything to scoop them out with (and I didn't even know people had scoops for that o.0) so I went to reach my hand in. Next thing I know, I hear 2 gasps and my aunt asked "What are you doing?!"
well.... I thought it was pretty damned obvious. I was reaching into the bag to gather a handful of my father's ashes to sprinkle over the water.
When I said what I was doing (again, I was surprised that explanation was necessary) my mom told me not to because I could catch hepatitis (my dad was given this little gift from his anesthesiologist when he had surgery in '77) and my brother says "Because its impolite"
Now- being in the medical field, I get info on hepatitis allll the time. Its a tenacious nasty little germ, but it sure as shit can't survive cremation; and as for polite, well- this was my daddy. I have accidentally kicked him in the nads several times, hooked him in the knee with a fish hook, thrown up on him, and generally made him pull his hair out on several occasions. I doubt he would have been upset if I grabbed his spleen and part of his liver to put him in the water.
I actually *wanted* to have what was left of my father in my hands one last time, but it would have been a very bad time to make a stink, so I up-ended a corner of the bag and let some of the ashes pour out before passing it to my brother.
So, it is a done deal, no take-backs, but I kinda feel like I missed my last chance.
I'm not going to ask if I'm crazy, because I already know the answer to that, but I'm curious- are there rules for this sort of thing? I felt a tad dorky because to me, there was no issue at all with having my dad's ashes in my hand and on my skin one last time, but apparently, I was the only one who felt this way.
I'd never scattered ashes before (I'd seen someone's, so I knew what they looked like) and my mom asked me to go first since I was the first born. Well, mom didn't bring anything to scoop them out with (and I didn't even know people had scoops for that o.0) so I went to reach my hand in. Next thing I know, I hear 2 gasps and my aunt asked "What are you doing?!"
well.... I thought it was pretty damned obvious. I was reaching into the bag to gather a handful of my father's ashes to sprinkle over the water.
When I said what I was doing (again, I was surprised that explanation was necessary) my mom told me not to because I could catch hepatitis (my dad was given this little gift from his anesthesiologist when he had surgery in '77) and my brother says "Because its impolite"
Now- being in the medical field, I get info on hepatitis allll the time. Its a tenacious nasty little germ, but it sure as shit can't survive cremation; and as for polite, well- this was my daddy. I have accidentally kicked him in the nads several times, hooked him in the knee with a fish hook, thrown up on him, and generally made him pull his hair out on several occasions. I doubt he would have been upset if I grabbed his spleen and part of his liver to put him in the water.
I actually *wanted* to have what was left of my father in my hands one last time, but it would have been a very bad time to make a stink, so I up-ended a corner of the bag and let some of the ashes pour out before passing it to my brother.
So, it is a done deal, no take-backs, but I kinda feel like I missed my last chance.
I'm not going to ask if I'm crazy, because I already know the answer to that, but I'm curious- are there rules for this sort of thing? I felt a tad dorky because to me, there was no issue at all with having my dad's ashes in my hand and on my skin one last time, but apparently, I was the only one who felt this way.