And it was also unbelievable–it wasn’t there when I took the photo. Where did this heart come from? Clearly shaped from Renee’s ashes, this heart formation was undeniable. When I saw the photo above I gasped, loud enough to draw attention. My purpose fulfilled, I began looking through the images I shot while the others lingered. Yet this was just a trifle compared to what I was about to discover. Thrilled with my tangible reminders of this last bodily touch with my sister, I showed them to everyone there. And then I found a ruddy red rock that looked exactly like a heart.
I found a sparkley green one that looked a little like a heart.
I looked for pretty rocks in shades of red, yellow and green. Several of us picked up a few rocks–mementos of the day. As the ash slowly dissipated into the clear, cold water, I photographed it, thinking what a beautiful view she has. After each of us tossing some of the gritty ash that remained of her physical form into the lake, the larger portion was released at the edge of the water. We went to Glacier, one of her favorite places to visit. And I believe she’s my angel, too.Ī small group of family and friends went to spread Renee’s ashes the day before the service. We said our tearful goodbyes and Renee told my kids she’d be watching over them–their very own angel.
What started out as breast cancer, became liver, lung, and bone cancer and then ovarian and abdominal cancer.Īlthough she lived in Montana and I in Washington, my kids and I were blessed to see her less than a week before she passed. Renee had been living with cancer for nearly 8 years. Well, I suppose she already was one, but on that day it became official. On April 30, 2011, at 7:55 am, my sister Renee became an angel.
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