jefmcg
Guru
A daughter of a friend of my mother was dying from cancer. She was late forties, and she'd been battling it for several years. It was clear there was nothing left to do, except make plans.
She'd lost an infant, who was buried in the cemetery of the town they lived in at the time. This town was 100s of kilometres from where she and her family lived now, and no one in her family extended family lived near there. Her husband wanted her buried with the baby. She wanted to buried near her family, where she had lived and her other children had grown up. This was a source of distress to her. So her mother (the baby's grandmother) arranged to have the baby exhumed and cremated (you have to cremate exhumed remains in Australia), so that the baby could be re-interred with his mother.
I found this beautiful, and was also pleased that it gave a woman in her seventies something useful she could to that was a genuine comfort to her dying daughter.
She'd lost an infant, who was buried in the cemetery of the town they lived in at the time. This town was 100s of kilometres from where she and her family lived now, and no one in her family extended family lived near there. Her husband wanted her buried with the baby. She wanted to buried near her family, where she had lived and her other children had grown up. This was a source of distress to her. So her mother (the baby's grandmother) arranged to have the baby exhumed and cremated (you have to cremate exhumed remains in Australia), so that the baby could be re-interred with his mother.
I found this beautiful, and was also pleased that it gave a woman in her seventies something useful she could to that was a genuine comfort to her dying daughter.