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Post by tonib on Jun 14, 2015 19:51:07 GMT
No way are you heartless cazypops or if you are then so am I. My parents ashes were sprinkled in the crematorium's remembrance garden by their staff, 11 years apart, neither I or my father (my mother was the first) visited. For us they are in our memories not a place, however I know that's different for other people.
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Post by lotsofcats on Jun 16, 2015 9:19:40 GMT
No it's not just you, I felt the same when I lost my Dad in 2002 and again in 2009 when I lost my Mum. Both times it was expected but when it finally happened it was still a shock. I think my friend who lost her father last September thinks I'm a bit heartless as I never got to the chrem where their ashes are scattered, but I don't believe they are there, I'll rather do my talking to them at home while I'm doing the housework and dusting their photos. I say that life goes on, but you never stop missing them, you just learn to live with it. And that goes for my lost pets too. I feel exactly the same, my brother and Dad died in 2001 and my Mum in 2007 and I never go to the Crem where their ashes are scattered. I never stop missing them and think about them often - they are still in my heart. And like you said, that goes for all my lost pets, the ones buried in the garden and the ones cremated too.
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