redrider
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Tuesday night my mother died in a crowded Colombian hospital from a heart attack. Ten months ago my mother came here from her home in Texas where she lived for the past 12 years. She could no longer live alone and I’m her only child so my wife and I took her into our home here in Colombia. When she got here last May she was in pretty bad shape even for her age (74) and really needed to be in a home/hospital. She was so happy to see her grandson and to live with family again (her husband of 30 years died in 2002). Her health was pretty bad but she would still get up everyday to sit in the patio and enjoy the day. My patio was her favorite place in the house and where she spent most of her time with us. Although she didn’t like to get high (I gave her some “cookies” one time and tried to smoke a joint with her but she didn’t like it) she loved to look at my plants and we would spend hours talking about the plants and strains and everything about cannabis. Never would she say anything bad about my using the cannabis only that she was happy that I found something I enjoy so much.
Losing her devastated my Colombian family even though they hardly knew her and due to the laws here I can’t grant her final wish that was to be cremated and her ashes put into the ocean same as her husband. I will go to Santa Marta with something of hers to symbolize her and put it into the sea.
Anyway I had to tell my IC family of my great lose because even though my mother didn’t partake she loved cannabis just because it made me happy. Now however it’s difficult to even go to my patio where my plants are that my mother loved so much.
It's a very sad week in Colombia
Tuesday night my mother died in a crowded Colombian hospital from a heart attack. Ten months ago my mother came here from her home in Texas where she lived for the past 12 years. She could no longer live alone and I’m her only child so my wife and I took her into our home here in Colombia. When she got here last May she was in pretty bad shape even for her age (74) and really needed to be in a home/hospital. She was so happy to see her grandson and to live with family again (her husband of 30 years died in 2002). Her health was pretty bad but she would still get up everyday to sit in the patio and enjoy the day. My patio was her favorite place in the house and where she spent most of her time with us. Although she didn’t like to get high (I gave her some “cookies” one time and tried to smoke a joint with her but she didn’t like it) she loved to look at my plants and we would spend hours talking about the plants and strains and everything about cannabis. Never would she say anything bad about my using the cannabis only that she was happy that I found something I enjoy so much.
Losing her devastated my Colombian family even though they hardly knew her and due to the laws here I can’t grant her final wish that was to be cremated and her ashes put into the ocean same as her husband. I will go to Santa Marta with something of hers to symbolize her and put it into the sea.
Anyway I had to tell my IC family of my great lose because even though my mother didn’t partake she loved cannabis just because it made me happy. Now however it’s difficult to even go to my patio where my plants are that my mother loved so much.
It's a very sad week in Colombia
