One of my mother's requests was that we spread her ashes in the mountains of Oviksfjällen and on Friday I was able to grant her that wish. Danny, myself, the kids and two of my Mother's closest friends drove up to the mountains in the afternoon and hiked up the peak of Sällsjöfjället. The hike up wasn't an easy one and it made for an adventurous treck having to jump over water streams and pulling ourselves up hillsides. My Mother's spirit was so present and I could almost hear her laugh, watching us struggle to get above the tree line. I, myself had never been to this spot before, but I understand why my Mom chose it - it was absolutely beautiful!
As I spread her ashes and cried I was also filled with this comforting feeling of peace and the knowledge that we really are one with the universe. A person might die and all that is left is ashes, but the spirit... the person... the energy can still be felt as it did this day.
When the ashes were spread, we stood by this most amazing spot. We had brought helium-filled balloons and with a marker wrote our very own message to my Mom. We then let them rise towards heaven for her. It was a beautiful, intimate tribute that the kids really could appreciate and be part of too.
Med kärlek och saknad...
