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Not your average morning at the beach Today is a gray day. Not at all a beach day. But even on a day such as today I can appreciate the beauty of the shoreline. Typically off season when I pull into the parking lot at a local beach it's pretty empty but lately I've had lots of company gazing out over the water. This photo is from a couple of days ago when the surf was high and the wind surfers were out en force. This beach has a parking lot that runs parallel to the shoreline so its a perfect place to park if you like to watch waves and sea birds. Most people like to park right up front, overlooking the water. The parking lot often resembles a drive-in theater with the ocean as the entertainment! Cars come and go and I usually don't pay much attention but this morning a car caught my attention because of how slowly it was approaching the beach. The driver pulled into an accessible parking space and he and his passenger got out and headed toward the sand. His passenger was using a cane and I thought how brave she was to choose to walk on an uneven surface. I know from experience that walking on sand can be challenging and I admit to worrying a little bit about her safety but I figured she knew her limitations. The couple made their way slowly over to a shallow inlet, and unwittingly became the subject of the “drive-in” as they were directly in front of the row of parked cars. The male half of the couple poured something out of a cup he was carrying. The environmentalist in me hoped it was water and not coffee or soda. He poured more. Then more, as droplets sprayed all around. It wasn't until his second or third pouring action that it occurred to me he could not have been pouring liquid. Today was not that windy, and had he been pouring liquid it would have gone straight down. This was not liquid. It was dust. My emotions got the best of me as I watched the couple scatter the remaining ashes. I had never been involved in or even watched a casting before and wasn't prepared for the feelings it evoked. Part of me wanted to drive away. The other part of me recognized that even though it wasn't my intention, I became a participant in a ceremony that was clearly meaningful to this couple. The respectful thing to do would be to stay. Some minutes later they made their way back to their car. Soon after, they pulled out of the parking lot as slowly as they had approached. Their out of state license plate suggested that they had come from quite a distance to say goodbye to their loved one. Why did they choose this beach? Who was their loved one? I will never know their story.   A day without dance is .... just kidding. I have no idea! |
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I never endorse breaking the law, but in this case I'm glad the couple were able to say goodbye to their loved one without being hauled in for scattering ashes within 3 miles of shore. Their brief time on this gray day at the edge of the ocean appeared peaceful, as it should be. A day without dance is .... just kidding. I have no idea!
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How poignant~~~ What a tender moment it must have been for that couple. 
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I poured the ashes my mother out at the end of a pier. There was no one else on the pier except my children and grandchildren. It was a little windy and the cloud of ashes blew and rested on the water, some sank quickly, some slowly and little by little they all went down. We just stared in silence for a while at the ocean. I had mixed emotions. Should I have buried her ashes and have a grave site or a place to visit her or done what we did? My father wanted his ashes in the sea and was placed by my mother and brother in the sea thousands of miles away from my mother's ashes, my mother left no clear instructions so we thought it best to do the same as we did for my father. Later I found out it wasn't permitted to do it where we did but we had already done it. Both my mother and father are in my heart, I had good parents, they loved me, I could not ask for more. I thank God for giving me the parents He did, I think of them often, sometimes with tears. Why does it hurt so much? Even with time the memories are still so clear, they are not fading. They only make me wish I'd spent more time with them and told them more often that I loved them. But it is what it is ... Judgment Day will be interesting - and all paths lead there.
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What a beautiful yet sad moment.
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So many people r being cremated now. I would have cried and prayed for the couple. I think about my mom, and she was buried in a cemetery in NY, When I lived there, I would go and visit the grave. Bring flowers and remembered her taking me to visit my grandparents or whoever's grave it was. I was very young, but it was our Easter thing to do. We would walk through Forest Park and also pass a store that made chocolate candy. I called it the Easter Bunny store. I know in my heart that she (her soul) is my guardian angel up above, my head knows where her body lies alone. I'm a fan of setting the body free. Wrong to some, but I believe what I believe.
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How poignant~~~ What a tender moment it must have been for that couple. A day without dance is .... just kidding. I have no idea!
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A day without dance is .... just kidding. I have no idea!
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I poured the ashes my mother out at the end of a pier. There was no one else on the pier except my children and grandchildren. It was a little windy and the cloud of ashes blew and rested on the water, some sank quickly, some slowly and little by little they all went down. We just stared in silence for a while at the ocean. I had mixed emotions. Should I have buried her ashes and have a grave site or a place to visit her or done what we did? My father wanted his ashes in the sea and was placed by my mother and brother in the sea thousands of miles away from my mother's ashes, my mother left no clear instructions so we thought it best to do the same as we did for my father. Later I found out it wasn't permitted to do it where we did but we had already done it. Both my mother and father are in my heart, I had good parents, they loved me, I could not ask for more. I thank God for giving me the parents He did, I think of them often, sometimes with tears. Why does it hurt so much? Even with time the memories are still so clear, they are not fading. They only make me wish I'd spent more time with them and told them more often that I loved them. But it is what it is ... A day without dance is .... just kidding. I have no idea!
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What a beautiful yet sad moment. A day without dance is .... just kidding. I have no idea!
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So many people r being cremated now. I would have cried and prayed for the couple. I think about my mom, and she was buried in a cemetery in NY, When I lived there, I would go and visit the grave. Bring flowers and remembered her taking me to visit my grandparents or whoever's grave it was. I was very young, but it was our Easter thing to do. We would walk through Forest Park and also pass a store that made chocolate candy. I called it the Easter Bunny store. I know in my heart that she (her soul) is my guardian angel up above, my head knows where her body lies alone. I'm a fan of setting the body free. Wrong to some, but I believe what I believe. A day without dance is .... just kidding. I have no idea!
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11/27/2024 1:08 am |
A very moving and emotional time for the family I'm sure. We spread my late husbands ashes in some of his favourite places. It's so good to be able to go and spend time there when in the area.
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11/27/2024 4:03 am |
My son has instructions, and I know where I will be. Somewhere in nature where the wind blows wild and free.
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A very moving and emotional time for the family I'm sure. We spread my late husbands ashes in some of his favourite places. It's so good to be able to go and spend time there when in the area. A day without dance is .... just kidding. I have no idea!
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My son has instructions, and I know where I will be. Somewhere in nature where the wind blows wild and free. A day without dance is .... just kidding. I have no idea!
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As I read this, I had a different thought Perhaps it was the ashes of a beloved dog that used to come to the beach with them and loved romping in the water Of course, I don't know if it is a pet friendly beach or not. Be a prism, spreading God's light and love, not a mirror reflecting the world's hatred.
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DO YOU THINK THE LOVED ONE COULD HAVE BEEN A DOG OR CAT? I DIDN'T KNOW YOU COULD POUR ASHES ONTO SAND. WE NEED PERMISSION TO SCATTER ASHES IN THE SEA OR THE MOUNTAINS. HERE THE BEACHES HAVE A FAIR NUMBER OF PEOPLE ON A NICE DAY AND UNTIL THE END OF LAST WEEK THERE WERE A FEW INTREPID SWIMMERS. BRRR.
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As I read this, I had a different thought Perhaps it was the ashes of a beloved dog that used to come to the beach with them and loved romping in the water Of course, I don't know if it is a pet friendly beach or not. A day without dance is .... just kidding. I have no idea!
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Very moving.
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DO YOU THINK THE LOVED ONE COULD HAVE BEEN A DOG OR CAT? I DIDN'T KNOW YOU COULD POUR ASHES ONTO SAND. WE NEED PERMISSION TO SCATTER ASHES IN THE SEA OR THE MOUNTAINS. HERE THE BEACHES HAVE A FAIR NUMBER OF PEOPLE ON A NICE DAY AND UNTIL THE END OF LAST WEEK THERE WERE A FEW INTREPID SWIMMERS. BRRR. A day without dance is .... just kidding. I have no idea!
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Very moving. A day without dance is .... just kidding. I have no idea!
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Shartaun, Yes, I think the rules about scattering ashes probably vary by location. In my area scattering ashes on the ocean is allowed but it has to be at least 3 miles from shore. I recognize the wide range of feelings on the subject. For me personally, I think burying an urn in a cemetery would be my preference. Not anytime soon, though. Got lots of living left to do! A day without dance is .... just kidding. I have no idea!
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