Hello again
Well tomorrow is the day I pick up mom's ashes. Luckily, I have a ride out to Mission. Otherwise it is four 4 buses there and four buses back. In other words an entire day of traveling. It will only take a half hour to do what we need to do. Take some of my dad's ashes out and put it in a bag so I can put them into mom's urn. And take some of mom's ashes and put them with dad's ashes.
Now for the hard part. To give my mother a service. One that she deserves. My mother was a giving women, who made sure there was always a seat at Holiday time, for someone that didn't have a place to go. And mom did all sorts of things for other's. Without regret. She made dozens of bags for the place she worked and didn't get anything in return for this. She just did it because. She was that type of women.
Mom did sewing for everyone in the family...... Mom worked hard and even had a cleaning thing on the side. After working full time for the hospital. She gave and gave and gave of herself. And never complained. OK once in a while.....
My mother raised me to be just like her. To give to other's This is why I was able to take care of my mother for all those years. And it was the right thing to do. ... That is just the way I was raised. Everyone knew it was I who would be looking after mom and dad. Not the girls. This was know long before either of them became ill.
There was nothing better than to take care of my mother and father. Nothing at all... I loved every minute of it. It didn't matter to me if they were 100 miles away. I would still be there for them. Yes I traveled all over the LowerMainland to take care of mom. Dad was just in one place. Mission. But mom was in Mission, then two places in Abbostford, then to Coquitlam and finally in White Rock.
I have no idea how many km's I traveled. It doesn't matter anyways. I just did it. It was the right thing to do.
I can remember mom being up at 5 am to start her day. Sewing something that needed to be finished. Getting everything ready for the day. At one time, driving me to my swim club at 5 am. And picking me up afterwards. Then she went to work for the day. No wonder mom fell asleep in her chair, while watching TV. I have that chair. I just need to recover it. Which I am going to do. This chair will always be with me.
Now I need to give mom the service she deserves. I need your help with this. I am poor. I gave up everything so I could take care of my mother. I have no regrets doing this either. But this left me without. And without the money needed to give mom a proper service. The one she should of had. That was all arranged. Now there is no money to do this. And I have no money to do this as well.
So I seek the kindness of strangers to accomplish this goal. Giving mom a proper memorial service. A grand goodbye.
I ash for your donations to do this. As I mentioned, tomorrow, Being Tuesday over here. Is when I pick up mom's ashes.
I ask for help. As I gave help to mom and dad without asking for anything in return.
https://www.gofundme.com/ka556fdk
I thank you and GOD thanks you.
GOD bless you and goodnight
Until we meet again.
Kristopher W.A.Schmuland
