Monday, 7 May 2012

Letting go

Half of Dr P's ashes are now let loose upon the earth. I scattered them in the gardens surrounding the place where he laboured, to which he contributed significantly, and where he finished his working life. He was a person who achieved much in his life.

To scatter them in this place seemed appropriate, fitting and right.

I had thought of having my children with me, but in the event, it was something I wished to do by myself: to walk in this place alone and unobserved, solemnly, and with purpose, on a sunny day, and to spread them in a place of beauty. This I did, and said silently, again, 'Farewell: I will try to let go of the sorrow, the grieving, the bitterness and unhappiness, and to recollect, what a friend said to me gently, recently, 'You did love each other, and you did have happy times.'

One must remember the good as well as the bad.

It remains finally to organise the placing of the rest of his ashes in a niche, with a commemorative plaque. 


VioletSky said...

Some things are meant to be private and this seems like a time that should be reserved for just you and Dr P.

Stomper Girl said...

I'm glad you did that, it seems right. I hope it does help with some letting go.

Elephant's Child said...

Beautiful and right.

Pam said...

That sounds good.