At first, I breezily told the kids that they were welcome to come home this weekend to be together and tell Ammama stories. Then I went back and made it clear that although I made it seem like they COULD come if THEY wanted to, what I really meant was that I really needed them to come, if they could. So At and Nu made plans and got home today. At took the Flyer from Ann Arbor; friends went to pick Nu up from college.
Knowing they would be home and would spend tonight here was something that got me through yesterday.
I walked to TJ's (still don't trust myself to drive) to get flowers to make a garland for the altar and predictably cried; At's friend H found me crying in the street and very kindly walked me back home.
Later the fam told our favorite stories about Amma while the Aditya Hridayam played and wished her a safe and peaceful journey onward. Her ashes were mixed into the Kaveri at Srirangapatna today.
(I did not want friends dropping off trays of food. But at some point I stopped protesting because it didn't make a difference and I'm so tired. It turns out, all those friends did know best. It was such a relief not to worry about what people were going to eat.)
4 comments:
I'm so glad that your family is who they are, and that you have these beautiful and meaningful rituals to help comfort you. This photo perfectly illustrates that. You are in my heart, my friend.
It's good you were able to gather as a family.
I’m so glad your kids were able to come home, and that you have been able to accept the gifts of food that people have brought. It is a kindness to you, and a kindness to the people who bring things, to be able to help in some way.
Oh thank goodness everyone came home to be with you. xo
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