I took this picture at my nans yesterday for a few reasons. It made me think of what’s left when someone dies, the image I have in my head of my mums bedroom, how it was left, with the day to day things she used, just left there. My nan hasn’t died, she can still finish this puzzle.
This photo also makes me think about the unfinished puzzle my mum left, questions that I’ll probably never get answers to, feelings with no-where to go.
We scattered her ashes yesterday, on a hill overlooking where she grew up, and where we grew up. It brought back many memories, painful ones, happy ones, but, overall it was a relief to say goodbye. I don’t believe she is anywhere apart from scattered on that hill now, and I think that’s probably the best place for her.