“At first I kept them in a plastic sandwich bag. I wanted to be with them all the time so I had them by my bed or with me around the house. Then I got a little box for them so I could have them on display but no matter what I did I just couldn’t get that feeling of closeness.”
“I don’t know what made me do it the first time – it was just an urge, I can’t describe it. I opened the box and licked my fingers and just dipped them into the powder. Before I knew what I was doing they were in my mouth and the chalky, salty taste was comforting.”
Although Parsons “felt confused” about eating her mother’s ashes, it doesn’t seem as though she has any regrets.
“Christmas is a special time of year when you want to be close to the ones you love the most and I feel the loss of those that aren’t here more strongly now than ever. But I don’t want to just eat the ashes on my fingers – I’d like my mum to be a part of the celebration this year so I will have her with my Christmas dinner.We will have a place laid for her and a picture of her on the table so she can be with us on the very special day.”
Get you a man like Debra’s fiancé, who despite his desire to remain anonymous has supported her in her ash-eating endeavors. Whether he will partake come Christmas dinner is unknown.
“I am lucky that my loved ones understand what I am doing. And I know my mum would have been happy for me to do whatever I needed to get over no longer having her in my life.”
h/t Mirror