(((BJ))) Bless your heart...the Atlantic ocean. I can't think of a more perfect place.

We kept my sister's ashes over the winter. Couldn't stand the thought of releasing them in the snow. Put her in her favorite spot on Easter morning, a beautiful day it was too. It is something to hold their ashes in your hand. Even though the body was their vessel, it still belonged to someone you loved dearly.

I'm so happy at the progress you've made in just the last year. In awe is more like it. Grief is so hard.