I was trying to take a picture of two of my grandchildren next to that tree they are standing next to. It was so difficult! It was like trying to keep ants on a sixpence! Right ones there, go and get the other, right first one has run off, OK get that one sorted now go get the other and so on. Will ran around for five minutes and this is the best shot I got! It gave us a laugh anyway.
This tree is down by the local river. My Dads ashes are under that tree. We planted it as a little sapling in 2000 after his cremation. It was his favourite spot where he used to walk his dog so we thought it would be appropriate as he spent so much time there.
I rang the Parks Trust who look after that part of the river and surrounding land to see what they had to say about me planting a tree with my dads ashes underneath, I was prepared to do it anyway, I just preferred to do it the right way if possible, I can be a little headstrong.
I was pleasantly surprised when they said that it was fine, they would buy the tree as they were repopulating that area anyway and they even sent someone down earlier to dig the hole.
We (me and Will, my three children and my brother, his wife and son) arrived with our ashes and the guy who prepared the hole disappeared for a bit to leave us to it. We put his ashes in and put some nasturtiums in the hole as well. Each of our children put some soil in the hole and the guy came and filled it in properly and put up a support for the little tree. The only thing they asked was that we have no plaque or flowers there, this was what I wanted anyway so was fine by me.
We then spent a bit of time by the river with the children, it meant so much more to me than the service we had at the crematorium. This was my real goodbye to my Dad.
Posted by frutejuce at 9:25 am