Where do we put her ashes?

Where do we put her ashes?

In the Five Wishes document, when we got to the part about mom’s ‘final resting place,’ I asked if she still wanted to be at Shadow Lake, where she’d lived for 42 years. She shook her head ‘no’ and looked out the window, past the blue ceramic birdbath, to something...
Five Wishes

Five Wishes

On the subject of her eventual and inevitable death, my mom has historically been avoidant or contentious. Other than “I want to be cremated and I don’t want a funeral,” it was hard to find out what my mom would like at the end of her life. But on this visit, her...
Navigating Transitions, 2025

Navigating Transitions, 2025

Last Sunday, thanks to a conversation in the StoryJoules Mastery course, I hunted for something I had written about sea anchors. Turns out it was one of these Sunday emails, from July 2020. Since it seemed relevant for March 2025, it’s back for an encore:...
A Gray Peace

A Gray Peace

Eleven days minus one of gray, rain, sleet, ice, snow. Matching my mother’s mind. And mine, there. Pulling off my sweater at her place, thermostat set to 75, where all I am is a moon in orbit around her. Because that’s what she needs to mend skin and face...
Ice Flow

Ice Flow

Last November, in Day Room 38, I unplugged the Amazon Alexa device to plug in my laptop. During this visit, I learned Alexa hadn’t worked since. Tonight, I’m listening to the new Alexa device. My mom lives about 2 miles from an Amazon warehouse, so it was here in less...
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