Wearing a mask I picked up my son's ashes
and brought him back home. My friend who drove me also had her mask. When we arrived in the parking lot we called the Research for Life office. Their person came out gloved and masked and gave us the box containing his ashes. My son is now home.
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no words, I am so sorry for the loss of your son....
perhaps the saddest errand anyone could ever do.
He is home
Take care
I wish there was more I could do for you.
From one mother to another I understand your grief. I lost my son just over 2 years ago.
Sending my deepest sympathy. My heart is breaking for you.
Virtual hugs and vibes sent.....
Take special care of yourselves and each other at this sad time. Know others are here for you.
God this is such a nightmare.
are like a comforting quilt around my shoulders.
As some of you know my son, Jay, was diagnosed back in March of 2019 with a glioblastoma tumor. It is the same tumor that killed Sen. Kennedy, Sen. McCain and Vice President Biden's son. He was given 15 months and passed 2 weeks shy of the one year mark.
When Jay's body was picked up by Research for Life I gave him one last kiss on his forehead. His body was first taken to Barrow Neurological Instute Ivy Tumor Research here in Phoenix. While it is a blind study Jay's brain is going to a study being done by Dr. Nadir Sanai who happened to be his neurosurgeon. The rest of his body was used in an orthopedic study. Jay looked like the Disney version of Quaismodo in Hunchback of Notre Dame. Truly, they could have been brothers.
When the virus started shutting things down I was told his ashes would be held here in the Research for Life facilities. Yesterday, they called and told me I could come and get them. I was so happy that I did not ask why. My only question was could some of the ashes be placed in a necklace one of his friends gave to me. They said that they could do that for me.
The necklace is a TARDIS. Those who know about Dr. Who know what a TARDIS is and what the letters represent. I am thankful/grateful to have him back with me and that while he is no longer with us, all of this crap started last year and I was able to be his side through the surgeries (he had to have a shunt later in 2019) the radiation, cyber knife treatments and that I could be in the hospital 24/7. He was 35.5 years old when he passed.
Again, thank you for your love, your prayers and positive thoughts. They helped me get through 2019, they are helping me now and they will help through the rest of this year. You guys are really the best.
peace during this hard time also.
my son is in a better place.