Emerald Green Eyes

Chapter 13

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Chapter 13

I woke feeling refreshed, the sun was shining and I was going to spend the day with mum making her final resting place beautiful. I headed down to breakfast, the smell of sausages and bacon had my mouth salivating, honestly I have always loves sausages but these Clonakilty sausages were to die for, I ate 6, yes 6 sausages and I’m embarrassed to say how many rashers, honestly I was going to turn into a pig not a wolf if I didn’t stop.

Dad had finished breakfast and looked at me, “Ready?”

I nodded, I knew today wasn’t going to be easy, I loved my mum, for years it had been just her and me, she hadn’t just been a mum she had been a best friend, someone that I could talk to, someone I could laugh with, someone with a special hug when I was unwell, or frightened, she was a really special person.

I headed down the path towards the cabin with dad by my side, “Do you have any idea what you would like?”

“Yes, I loved your idea, plant the cherry blossom over mum’s ashes, a bench underneath and I was thinking some bulbs around it, different types for different times of the year, and a couple of Lilly plants, they have a special meaning.”

He looked at me as if asking me to continue, “Mum was born in May and Lillies are known to be the May birth flower, a white Lilly represents virtue, a Peruvian Lilly, friendship and devotion, Lillies of the Valley represent humanity and devotion, and all Lillies represent and symbolize the departing of the soul from the body and life after death, I think they sum up mum perfectly and I would like to think she is here watching me.”

You have really thought it out, I’ll ask Jack to hunt down as many different types of Lilly from the local stockists and bring them here, he made a quick phone call whilst I went into the cabin and put on an old pair of willies.

I headed out to the spot we had chosen; dad was there with a shovel and had started to dig a hole, he went really deep, I asked him if he wanted me to do anything, he looked up and told me to fetch mum’s ashes, I went back inside and took down the Urn from its special place on the shelf, I had a photo of mum beside it and a few candles which I would light every now again, I picked them all up and carried them outside.

The hole was really deep, dad looked at me, “Cass, do you want to empty your mum’s ashes into the hole so she becomes part of the earth again or do you want to bury her within the URN?”

I thought about what she would have wanted to be part of the soil and nature again, or in a box.Mum was a free spirit, she loved nature, she would have wanted to feel the earth with her feet rather then walk in a shoe. I think she would have wanted contact with the earth in her death as well. “I will empty her ashes into the hole she would have wanted to be free she loved nature.”

He nodded and climbed out of the hole, “When you place her ashes in the hole, I will place the tree on top and start to fill it in, at that moment if you want to say a prayer or a few words, or just goodbye that might be nice.”

I nodded, I felt choked, this was it, the final goodbye to a person that has guided me through my life so far, who has loved me unconditionally. I gently opened the urn, I knelt on the ground and carefully sprinkled in the ashes, until no more came out, I stayed kneeling putting the lid back on the urn, dad started to place the tree and fill in the space around it, each shovel of earth that covered my mum’s ashes sent a pain searing through my body to my heart. I closed my eyes, which had were now sending silent tears streaming down my face and began to speak falteringly.

“Thanks mom for being there my whole life

Thanks mom for being there when I was feeling down

Thanks mom for giving me a peace of mind