So first I would like to say this is both harsh and sad and I apologize to anyone I offend. My uncle died at the age of 26 from a drug overdose and my mom od later on at the age of 44. Neither of their parents wanted ashes. My grandmother gave me my uncle and I had to pick up my mom. I had cut ties with my mother 4 years prior to her OD because the drug usage was the worst its ever been and I just had my first born. Needless to say- I pity my mom for the life she lived but I dont feel much for her because she was horribly addicted my entire life and continuously put my sister and I at risk and in danger. To put it in perspective before I cut her off I was buying her groceries because she… needed to eat. They’ve been riding in the car with me for well over 2 years now because I have no idea what to do with their remains. I have no special place that we shared. I really dont know much about them because of their usage.. idk what to do with Please help