Burial at Sea

My Grandmother passed away March 2nd. Thank fully of natural causes. She wanted to be cremated and “Thrown into the sea!” She always joked around with me about becoming fish food when she died.

Last Sunday we held her burial at sea. It was wonderful. As her ashes were placed in the water, the flowers floated out of the basket. Two jelly fish swam up to the surface. I think she somehow got her wish.

My only wish was that she could have been there. Of course! She was my rock.

I sit and think daily about what a grandmother is. Too me she is someone who never judges you for your faults only push your strengths. A grandmother is someone who loves you without borders. She is not looking to get anything more than your love out of it.

My children have a very selfish grandmother. My mother only loves you when there is something in it for herself. All of my boys play baseball. Only lately she will ask to go to the oldest two’s games. She never asks to see my daughter perform in choir. She is a pack rat, to the extreme. So my children are not allowed in her home (my orders). I am scared they may never make it out of her mess.

She inherited quite a large sum of money from the passing of my grandmother; she offered to buy my children tickets to Disneyland. As close to 20 family members from out of town were going the day before the funeral. Then she said never mind. And, that was that. Am I bitter? I would say so. But that is just me. I always put family first, and my mother has not once offered my children anything. I guess she figures never being around for them, means she can break their hearts whenever she wants too.