Home from a week with family and the scattering of my mom's ashes. I missed my dog, and it's nice to be home, but was also hard to leave my family.
Releasing mom was expected to be somewhat cathartic; however I almost feel like it has churned up the grief and brought all of the emotions and pain back to the surface. I think I feel the worst I have in several months.
I am trying to focus on and take comfort in how beautiful "mom" looked once we released her ashes into the water - she turned the water around her into such a beautiful aquamarine color.