I’ve always been one for symbolism, patterns and signs from the cosmos. When the stars align, everything feels “right.”
Obviously, mom was there when I took my first breath. That I was there for her last and it was just the two of us at the end, felt right.
So, scattering mom’s ashes on my birthday felt logical, natural, symbolic, and “right.” We said our first “hello” on the day of my birth; today, we said our last goodbye.
Mom has been set free, scattered where she requested. I kept my promise.
It's My World 
May she have peace as she walks into eternity.
Just beautiful, Cathey ❤️ You are a blessing & I pray you feel blessed