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So this might be a morbid topic, but death is what unites us...
Has anyone given any thought to where they want to be buried?
A year ago if someone asked me I'd have said, right there above my wife, you see it, that spot where the grass hasn't even grown in yet.
But as time went on and I thought about there being another wife, it became more of a conundrum with so very many variables, and to this day is a question to which I have no definitive answer, but which comes to mind anytime the idea of future happiness does.
I plan to be cremated like Keith and my daughter will spread my ashes over the area of the river that we plan to scatter Keith's. We are taking a GPS reading when we do it, so that the spot is always findable.
Keith used to swim in the river as a child and as he did not care where he was scattered the family have decided that the river is a spot we can all go to and as he had so much fun there as a kid this would be the best place. It is also the place our grandchildren swim during the summer, so they will be able to swim with grandad anytime that they are there. lol he would love that as he has not been able to swim for 25 years due to health issues and now he can swim for eternity.
Logan was cremated and placed in a rose garden at the cemetary. His mom is also there. There is a plague with his name. Within a few weeks of his death i bought my spot there in the rose garden and bought my plaque. That was the only way to insure my name would be next to his. So my name is already there with my birthday and a dash. It was so important for me that they put the dash so it showed that i was still alive. This was really hard for my parents to see and weird for my kids but they understood. My plan is to be buried with him even if i remarry but that may change. It was so important for my name to be next to his. I knew if i did not do it and someone else was placed next to him i would of been so upset.
OMG!! I did not even notice i wrote that!! Plaque!!
I have a plot above my LH, but now that I am remarried, I'm not so sure I want that plot anymore. Time and circumstances change everything.
Scott was cremated and half of his ashes were buried next to his dad in his home town. I have the other half and have been sprinkling them different places. The beach, the mountains, the farm we lived on and our friends skateboard ramp. I would kind of like part of me to be next to him at the graveyard but i guess our daughter can figure out what to do with the rest of me. I'm only 28 so hopefully I will remarry. Maybe cremation is a little easier.
It's been just 8 months sense my husband passed. I still have his ashes on my nite stand. Him being where is such a comfort to me, this may sound crazy but I kiss him goodnight, and goodbye still to this day. I plan to keep him with me and when my time comes we will be put together. I'm having everything set up so the kids have nothing to do, or pay for. I think that's one of the best gifts I can give them. No matter what happens in my life from here on out, I know I belong with KC for eternity I've loved him from the time I was 14 and that will never change. If "and that's a big if" I was ever to be with anyone else they would have to except the feelings I will always have when it comes to KC.
About two weeks before Steve died, I found on one of the social networking sites that a friend of mine from school
girl days had passed away. This opened up the discussion for final arrangements. He told me exactly what his wishes
were, and I followed them. He was cremated and put in a niche on a huge rock.
As he was ten year younger than I, we had many discussions of who would go first, each insisting it would be ourself.
I joked that at only 35, he was too young to die, and laughingly told him that he couldn't get rid of me that easily...I
was going to put his ashes on the dashboard of the Jeep and take him with on my travels. I have some of them in a
necklace, which I rarely take off. I gave each of my grown children the same necklace, as they refer to him as dad
and the other guy as the sperm donor. I had a tiny gold cross made with some of them for his mother, and gave her a
tiny urn. The other small urn is going on the dashboard as soon as I get someone to connive a way to secure it there.
I bought the niche next to his and made my arrangements to be put there with my locket. My mother suggested that
perhaps someday the kids would take peace from it. If there should be another love in my life, I supose he could take
some ashes and do with them what he pleases.