Here in this valley we chose to leave my father’s ashes. Today we let him float with the wind, remembering that he no longer needs his body, that the spirit is what remains in our hearts and our memories. The concept of spreading ashes is an uncomfortable one, painful in release and a very permanent concept. And yet, through the tears, we were surrounded by beautiful community. The friends and family who have held our hands and wiped our tears and sent messages of peace and joy and comfort. Today I am thankful for the list of these beautiful people who joined us this afternoon.
The Wylie Family: John, Karen, Lauren, Leah
The Courtway Family: John, Claudia, Katy, Rob, Jenny, Heidi
Shaun Hoag & Dakota Lorenz
Pam Moore
Ron Morgan
For if you can not hold the hands of those you love as you face life’s challenges, it can be difficult to remember the beauty found in moving forward.
Too, I share these beautiful verses as a reminder that our lives are so much bigger than our own bodies can contain. That our purpose will be glorified in heaven. That beauty is to be found in releasing my dad to the wind, to remember that he is now connected in heaven, and we, too, can be free.
52 Beautiful Things 