This morning I woke up and decided that THIS
was the day I would design and craft the sling that would help me lower my
husband’s cremains into a ridiculously deep “state required 4 foot hole” in the
ground in 12 short weeks.
The cremains box is about the size of a
teenager’s shoe box – there is no need for such a deep hole.
It is a stupid law.
And unnecessary.
That, being said, there is no way to get
around it … even in a family cemetery, that by Law, does not have to adhere to
State Law.
But the people in control of the cemetery are
insistent – so I must concede. I am already in enough trouble with the family;
I don’t need to borrow more by being insistent myself.
So …
I needed to stop procrastinating.
Out of bed I rolled.
Down the hall, I padded.
And I got a nice
surprise when I reach the livingroom :-D
It was such a bright
sunny morning, that I decided to look out the window before heading for the coffee
pot. Turning from the window, I happened to glance down at the wide windowsill –
no particular reason – and saw a baby dragonfly!
It must have flown into
the house last night when I was in and out. Either that, or it came in with the
greens I brought in.
However it got in, I
was glad to see it; then I carefully shifted it from the windowsill to a
geranium outside on our cozy front porch ;-)
About now, if Bob were
still here in the flesh, we would more than likely be in one of the 4 mountain
environments, hiking and watching dragonflies’ flit from here to there.
But, Bob is no longer
here in the flesh. And I will no longer be enjoying any of the mountains’
environments.
So I was delighted to
see that baby dragonfly this morning in our home – totally content; it didn’t flinch
or try to fly away. Perhaps Bob whispered to the dragonfly that I needed it to
lighten my day.
I sent the videos to
kids, grandkids, my 2 sisters, and Bob’s siblings.
One sister said seeing
that dragonfly was like Bob saying ‘hi’ and that he misses me: could be ;-)
One granddaughter said
she recently read a book about how dragonflies are a sign of good times and
happy memories: that fits :-D
One SIL thanked me,
and told me she needed that happy lift today. Me too.
Bob has always been
good to me.
And he always knew how
to make me smile ;-)
Over the past month I
have found pennies, and feathers, and this morning there was a dragonfly
in-house: I took that as a very good sign that Bob’s spirit would be with me today
while I got busy with a very difficult task …
Yarns being used in my design. I chose these yarns for a specific representation to the creation of the cremains box sling.
A work of love in progress. A bittersweet design.
Halfway through the
process, the temperature rose uncomfortably, and I stopped long enough to slip
on one of Bob’s roomy tee shirts, and to lift my hair off my neck and turn the
air conditioner on:
The sling is necessary – but, oh! – how I wish it were not needed …
I love you, Babe.
Always.
OX
