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Prepare to Heal

Hey everyone,

I took off last week to take my mother’s and brother’s ashes to Hilton Head, SC. What an adventure. It was a beautiful trip! I will say, putting ashes in the ocean is a big hairy deal so if you need pointers, just ask!

My mother wanted to be in the Atlantic and because I am a procrastinator, I was able to put my brother’s ashes with hers. She left those instructions. And it’s important to get what they want down on paper before they get too sick to tell you.

This is the part of caregiving nobody really prepares you for.

The goodbye.

The actual moment where you stop doing and finally stand still long enough to say:

You were here.
You mattered.
I loved you.
I carried what I could.
And now I have to let you go.

That part matters.

Maybe more than we realize.

It’s weird, but the the relief I have from putting their ashes into the ocean is very real. It feels like closure. In my neck and shoulders - it feels like “whew, that’s done”.

Because when you have been responsible for someone for years, your body does not automatically understand that the assignment is over.

Your mind may know.
The death certificate may know.
The funeral home may know.
The government may know.
The bank may know.

But your body?

Your body may still be braced.

Waiting for the next call.
The next crisis.
The next appointment.
The next decision.
The next thing only you can handle.

That is why the goodbye matters.

It gives the body a marker.

It says:

This chapter is complete.
This burden can be released.
This love does not end, but this responsibility has changed form.

Because caregivers do not just grieve people.

We grieve roles.
We grieve routines.
We grieve versions of ourselves.
We grieve the years we spent on high alert.
We grieve the relationship we had.
We grieve the relationship we wish we had.
We grieve what was beautiful, what was hard, what was complicated, and what will never be resolved in the way we wanted.

And then, somehow, we are expected to keep going.

But before we keep going, we need a goodbye.

Not necessarily a perfect one.

In fact, real goodbyes are rarely perfect.

The weather may not cooperate. (understatement!)
The family may be awkward.
Someone may say the wrong thing.
Someone may not cry.
Someone may cry too much.
The ashes may not scatter the way they do in movies.
The wind may be ridiculous.
The whole thing may become part sacred ritual, part comedy of errors, part emotional release, part “what in the world is happening right now?”

And still, it counts.

Actually, maybe that is why it counts.

Because real love is not cinematic.

Real love is practical.
Real love is messy.
Real love is showing up.
Real love is making the drive.
Real love is finding the place.
Real love is standing there in the wind, or the rain, or the silence, or the weird family energy, and doing the best you can.

A goodbye does not have to be flawless to be holy.

It just has to be honest.

And I think this is especially important for caregivers, executors, adult children, siblings, nieces, nephews, friends, and the people who become “the one.”

The one who gets the call.
The one who signs the forms.
The one who knows the passwords.
The one who handles the ashes.
The one who makes the plan.
The one who keeps it together because someone has to.

At some point, the one also needs to be released.

That is what a goodbye can do.

It gives you a place to put the weight.

Not all of it.
Not forever.
Not magically.

But enough.

Enough to say:

I did what I could.
I did enough.
I do not have to keep carrying this in the same way.

A meaningful goodbye does not have to be expensive, elaborate, traditional, or approved by everybody. And I’m sure people will continue to plan funerals - but I would rather celebrate a life than mourn a death.

Here are a few things to think about.

Before you plan anything, ask:

What is this moment supposed to do?

Is it to honor the person?
Bring family together?
Scatter ashes?
Say a prayer?
Tell the truth?
Create closure?
Release responsibility?
Mark the end of caregiving?

There may be more than one purpose. That is okay.

But naming the purpose helps you avoid turning the goodbye into another performance or another family obligation.

Sometimes the purpose is simple:

We need to stand together and say, “You mattered.”

That is enough.

A goodbye should feel connected to the person.

Not necessarily fancy.
Not necessarily formal.
Connected.

Think about what they loved.

A place.
A song.
A prayer.
A meal.
A scripture..
A park.
A favorite restaurant.
A kitchen table.

Sometimes the most meaningful memorial is not the most polished one. It is the one that feels like them.

You do not need a production.

You need a container.

A place.
A few people.
A few words.
A gesture.
A moment of silence.
A meal or gathering afterward, if that feels right.

That is enough.

Do not let the pressure to make it perfect keep you from making it meaningful.

Something will probably go sideways.

Weather.
Timing.
Emotions.
Directions.
Family dynamics.
Logistics.
The unexpected.

Let it.

The goal is not control.

The goal is presence.

You are not trying to stage a scene. You are trying to mark a life.

Embrace the chaos.

People often do not know what to do with grief.

Give them something simple.

Invite them to share a memory.
Read a prayer.
Bring flowers.
Choose a song.
Say one sentence.
Stand in silence.
Raise a glass.
Place a stone.
Write a note.

Participation helps people feel connected to the goodbye instead of just attending it.

A real goodbye does not erase grief.

It gives grief a place to stand.

It says:

This love is not over.
But this chapter is.

And sometimes that is the first moment the living can begin to live again.

Not because they are done loving.
Not because they are done missing.
Not because it no longer hurts.

But because something has been completed.

In case you want a recap:

love you.💙

judith❤️