After listening to some stories at the support group Tuesday evening I decided to put his ashes next to me on my bedside table. They had been sitting in the closet wrapped in the blanket that I covered him with so many times during hospital visits and that covered him when he died.
I’m going to wait to spread them in Cimarron, New Mexico until Magnus is older and can understand what we are doing. And even if he was older now, I’m not ready to do it yet.
ad astra per aspera 