I have my LO’s ashes. This person never wanted to discuss or make plans about death. It was like if we do not talk about, it will not happen. I have some ideas how I will handle the situation, but would like to hear from others on this forum what they did with the ashes; other than placing or burial in a cemetery.
It was a cold sunny day. I was from out of town but stayed over to go to the fish fry. His widow was holding a blue urn filled with his ashes. She never put it down. It was hard to reconcile his body from the night before in his casket to now being in this urn. I tried to imagine how the children could grasp this idea.
People mingled. Children played. Then everyone went down to the dock and got on pontoons or in their own boats. The wife, father, the children and best friend were in two boats. They led a group of about 15 additional boats around the lake to favorite spots. They stopped, pulled the two boats close and then the other boats drew near. Each of the family took a handful of ashes and dropped them in the lake. Then the boat parade headed back to the dock. The sun was brilliant on the water. It was a quiet reverent event with hushed voices and the low throttle of the boat motors the only sound. An occasional bird was flying overhead. I was amazed at how touching it was. I was happy I had decided to stay over. Some of the gathered who didn’t go on the boats were on the banks to watch the procession and were fully engaged as well.
I thought it was especially hard on the children. So raw and real but perhaps no more so than any other setting.
Their lives are forever changed.
It was the last time I saw any of my extended family to this day due to COVID. I am often sent photos of events so I know life goes on. A few months ago, one of nephews daughters graduated high school. There in the photos was the blue urn. Somehow it didn’t seem as bizarre as I would have thought. Dad was at the graduation. Dad was at the lake. Not sure where else he might be. I had heard things hadn’t been easy for them. No surprise there. This night they looked happier than when I saw them last. Seeing it there made me wonder where else the blue urn has been or where it’s going next.
Traveling around seems very fitting and it lets the kids work through the death.
Since he really enjoyed the wild horses at Cumberland Island maybe his ashes can be scattered in the area. So far I've not seen any information about the area's laws or businesses that handle the scattering of the ashes. IF I can't do that, I'll include him in my landscaping activities right outside my place.
If you hire someone to drop them from a small airplane window, make sure the pilot has experience with that, because more than once I've heard of all the ashes being sucked back inside the airplane like a vacuum, creating a large and sad mess.
At my family cemetery, I'm asking my name be added on the headstone with the GPS marker of my ocean resting place.
Back when God was a child, I worked for the Forest Service and I used to write permits for scattering ashes. The permit system was so all the ashes wouldn't be in one place. For instance, if a particular place wasn't requested, I would issue a permit for Black Mountain, next time it would be Thomas Mountain, then Indian Truck Trail and so on.
Many many years ago a friend's grandma wanted to be scattered over the Sierra Nevada Mountains. They rolled her ashes up in a long scarf, flew a small plane over the mountains, and dumped her out. The problem was, the scarf was too short and the wind blew a lot of grandma back in the plane. He said they probably vacuumed as much of Grandma up as got dumped over the Sierras.
you cam even have jewelry made from Ashes.
Lots of people spread them somewhere special that meant something to the person.
LIike if the person enjoyed hiking in the Mountains, then spread them at the top of a mountain.
If the person loved the Beach then spread the Ashes on the sand or in the ocen.
If you don't know of a place, spread the Ashes someplace that makes you happy.
When my brother died we cremated him and scattered his ashes in a national park in our home state. This was a few years ago and all we did was to talk to the park rangers and they gave us the guideline etc. We picked a nice spot and we scattered them in a very nice scenic area.
So much better than a grave that may or may not be visited. I don't think I've visited my Dad's grave in 45 years as it is far away yet Mom's is fluid, literally.
He is a lover of lighthouses ,so since I have been instructed to do as I wish with his remains.
My plan is to scatter his ashes near a lighthouse.
I have to of course inquire on the legality of scattering his ashes but that is the plan.
I have dealt with the ashes of two relatives. The first is now in the possession of the third “caretaker”. The second was buried in a conventional cemetery with just the sexton and myself present.
If you choose to dispose of the ashes in an other than approved method, be careful you don’t get caught.