I Am Grieving A Loss

Someone asked me last night if I had yet spread my father's ashes. I told her no, they are still in my bag. She just sadly shook her head and made me feel as though I was a bad person for doing so. She is the only one who doesn't support the fact that I am not ready. Others tell me to not rush myself. To go when I am ready, to not let others push me.
She is the only one trying to convince me otherwise. I am going to assume that she hasn't yet lost someone so close to her heart. So important in her life. I'm waiting for that day when I can look at her, wondering if she's truly ready to let that person go.