tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post5070903740787330777..comments2023-09-04T06:26:58.440-05:00Comments on Does Anyone Care What I Write?: Stashing AshesGinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-27810171353809862652012-11-16T20:02:57.662-06:002012-11-16T20:02:57.662-06:00Angela! Thank you so much. I adored her. I still d...Angela! Thank you so much. I adored her. I still do! She was really, really, really cool.Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-59332743569608992812012-11-16T19:01:23.475-06:002012-11-16T19:01:23.475-06:00Gina, This was such an amazing post! Poignant and ...Gina, This was such an amazing post! Poignant and moving to the point of tears. I just adored it -- and the picture! Oh wow! Nan looks so cool and classy. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05393708147017569061noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-67529003296527287402012-11-16T15:27:23.356-06:002012-11-16T15:27:23.356-06:00Thank you, Michelle. I really, really thought the ...Thank you, Michelle. I really, really thought the world of her. Still do! Her son has many of her wonderful qualities.Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-2416623105752756192012-11-16T15:26:40.341-06:002012-11-16T15:26:40.341-06:00Thanks, Larks! Thanks, Larks! Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-30587313453397059352012-11-16T14:40:42.069-06:002012-11-16T14:40:42.069-06:00What a lovely tribute to someone you clearly loved...What a lovely tribute to someone you clearly loved so much!Michelle Longohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15437193620480920753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-18419058735031357692012-11-16T13:29:52.949-06:002012-11-16T13:29:52.949-06:00What a sweet post! Funny and touching. And what a ...What a sweet post! Funny and touching. And what a great picture!Larkshttp://larksnotesthis.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-26374133651022813682012-11-15T19:19:46.198-06:002012-11-15T19:19:46.198-06:00That photo means the world to me. I was meant to f...That photo means the world to me. I was meant to find them. We liked different books. She liked biographies; I liked just about everything else. We'd tell each other about what we each were reading and we could easily spend hours quietly reading when my kids slept. You need to find common ground outside of their son or grandkids. Something for the two of you. Thanks so much.Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-55817852778054594092012-11-15T17:02:41.260-06:002012-11-15T17:02:41.260-06:00You would have liked her (everyone did) and she wo...You would have liked her (everyone did) and she would have made you laugh, Kathleen. She was wonderfully social, kind to everyone and fun! I miss her always. That picture (I took a picture of the picture with my phone) is on my dresser.<br /><br />You and I are extremely lucky and that makes me very happy for you. Deep connections and love for someone don't come around everyday, sometimes hardly at all or never.Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-59499994908015848492012-11-15T16:59:02.277-06:002012-11-15T16:59:02.277-06:00Thanks, lumdog. Finally we're off the baby mak...Thanks, lumdog. Finally we're off the baby making topic! Phew! It was written in the spirit of deep love.Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-88367241369142926172012-11-15T16:58:24.969-06:002012-11-15T16:58:24.969-06:00That I kept her in my underwear drawer; she would ...That I kept her in my underwear drawer; she would laugh until she peed her pants. She'd definitely appreciate it! I didn't think it was creepy at all...the ashes in jewelry. I'm so sorry that they are your son's ashes, though. I will check into that because it would be a wonderful gesture if and when I decide to share her. May not.Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-70888834209681049692012-11-15T16:49:39.468-06:002012-11-15T16:49:39.468-06:00I loved this post, Gina. Just loved it. You really...I loved this post, Gina. Just loved it. You really captured her essence (and I don't mean in those ashes you so lovingly stashed). The picture at the end is priceless. I wish I could have met her.<br /><br />P.S. I love my MIL too. You and I are very lucky!Kathleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01039782718270899670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-64618722380006950952012-11-15T15:55:47.939-06:002012-11-15T15:55:47.939-06:00Lovely story. And written with much love. Nicely d...Lovely story. And written with much love. Nicely done. lumdog2012https://www.blogger.com/profile/04898266027462039531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-79828278602064345102012-11-15T13:52:07.869-06:002012-11-15T13:52:07.869-06:00This is a great story. It makes me happy even thou...This is a great story. It makes me happy even though it revolves around death (odd?). And ashes = not gross at all. People are just touchy about these things in this part of the world. I have a pendant I wear with a tiny chamber inside it that contains a bit of my son's ashes (google "cremation jewelry", if you're interested), and I love having him with me... but I don't often tell people that because I'm afraid they'll be freaked out. But death is just a part of life, and ashes are very clean and sanitary - there's nothing gross about it. Underwear drawer is as good a place as any! I'm sure Nan would get a kick out of it.Dilovelyhttp://itsdilovely.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-3425130667682827172012-11-15T12:43:10.315-06:002012-11-15T12:43:10.315-06:00Omg, that photo and the ashes. I never dreamed you...Omg, that photo and the ashes. I never dreamed you were going to find her like that. Crazy. and I am dying to know what books you both liked. I am trying to forge great ground with my MIL. You did a great job.christie tatehttp://www.outlawmama.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-15191857105583234652012-11-14T19:56:36.233-06:002012-11-14T19:56:36.233-06:00Amazing. It gives me the chills (in a good way)!Amazing. It gives me the chills (in a good way)!Stacie @ Snaps and Bitshttp://www.snapsandbits.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-20057596113844828612012-11-14T17:34:39.182-06:002012-11-14T17:34:39.182-06:00I LOVE IT. It is her...to me. I LOVE IT. It is her...to me. Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-83313007389073829732012-11-14T17:34:05.558-06:002012-11-14T17:34:05.558-06:00That's how I felt about her. It's how she ...That's how I felt about her. It's how she was too. Classy, classy. But super fun! She was a great role model for me as I became a new wife and then mother.<br /><br />I'm glad you're not creeped out by it and that you would (and have) do it too.Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-28177427320837466892012-11-14T17:31:44.582-06:002012-11-14T17:31:44.582-06:00It was meant for me to find. I am totally convince...It was meant for me to find. I am totally convinced of that. Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-28917004915166536372012-11-14T16:41:55.002-06:002012-11-14T16:41:55.002-06:00That photo is AMAZING. That photo is AMAZING. Cindy ~ The Reedster Speakshttp://www.reedsterspeaks.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-46726402036358646772012-11-14T16:26:52.214-06:002012-11-14T16:26:52.214-06:00I completely get that feeling of wanting to keep h...I completely get that feeling of wanting to keep her with you. I would (and have) done the same.<br /><br />I loved your tone here too - reverent but light-hearted and funny too. Very nice!Azarahttp://inthetesseract.blogspot.canoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-56304128019327705552012-11-14T15:56:31.231-06:002012-11-14T15:56:31.231-06:00I love that you found her and that you followed yo...I love that you found her and that you followed your intuition! How wonderful to have that kind of relationship. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-13769016087040082832012-11-14T15:39:14.649-06:002012-11-14T15:39:14.649-06:00We were extremely close. Thanks for saying that, S...We were extremely close. Thanks for saying that, Stephanie. Life goes fast, things could happen. Right now is all we have; all we are guaranteed.Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-29540963650333186852012-11-14T15:37:06.514-06:002012-11-14T15:37:06.514-06:00I would lve that, turning them not diamond. Maybe ...I would lve that, turning them not diamond. Maybe for my ears! And she's nit squeamish! I think she was caught so off guard.Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-29692119299080766732012-11-14T15:30:39.747-06:002012-11-14T15:30:39.747-06:00Great story, Gina. I don't find it at all gros...Great story, Gina. I don't find it at all gross or macabre to keep her ashes in your underwear drawer or anywhere else. Had my mother been cremated instead of buried I'd love to have a part of her with me. But it's the relationship you speak of that is so very touching. The people in your life are lucky to have you - someone so aware of the importance of connection now, while they are alive. Wonderful post.Stephhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06117409443842865395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-8355493158017430142012-11-14T14:15:54.856-06:002012-11-14T14:15:54.856-06:00Now, you can actually turn the ashes into diamonds...Now, you can actually turn the ashes into diamonds, if you don't find it too macabre. Well, your daughter wouldn't run away screaming at least.Love and Lunchmeathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07507820170531348664noreply@blogger.com