For those of you who don’t know – I was at my gran’s cremation this Monday.
After the service, the Funeral Director approached me, since I was the one who had made the arrangements, and he asked me what to do with the flowers. The crematorium had a patio for remembrance where we could lay them to rest but some guests suggested I take them away. So that’s what I did.
I’ve been feeling slightly guilty about that ever since: These were bought for my gran, to honour her, and to leave them to rest beside her.
But today is all about self-compassion. So I am going to let this guilt go.
Instead, I am going to enjoy the sight and smell of the flowers in my small flat, which has now become a temporary florist shop.
It’s sad to say goodbye to someone you love but she is happier where she is now. And, as a keen gardener, I know she would have hated to see the flowers go to waste with no-one appreciating their beauty after the one day. (You never know, I may learn a thing or two about floristry in these next few days. If not, then at least the celebration of life – and colour – can continue.)
Here’s to making something beautiful out of something sad.
Your Grandma would be very happy that you have the flowers so close to you. Maybe you could press some and once done make a picture out of the to always remember your Grabdma. Xx
The flowers go nice in our house too, thanks Cathy!