Tomorrow for old England she sails
Far away from your land of endless sunshine
To my land full of rainy skies and gales
And I shall be aboard that ship tomorrow
Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell"
(Roger Whittaker)
And so the time came for Dad's final journey. We all climbed onto a lovely boat, and set sail for the open sea. Aberdovey - beyond the bar, just as requested.
It was terribly sad.
We all knew what wonderful times dad had had there, but this was the final thing we could do for him. As the boat was untied, the sun broke out from behind the clouds and we had a lovely trip out beyond the headland.
The captain stopped at a lovely spot, in line with the hotel where dad has eaten many a time. I didn't really know what to say, but I thanked everyone for being there and being able to have the opportunity to fulfill dad's last wishes. Maybe I should have said a prayer, but this wasn't a religious ceremony, it was a very private parting of a loved one.
I opened the box and we all scattered dads ashes into the sea. We threw flowers in too. From each of us, and also from friends far afield. The flowers floated around the back of the boat, before drifting off.
And so his final journey has begun. Not ended. From here, he becomes a part of the sea, and he can travel all around the world. To the few places he has not yet seen. And with this parting, we wish him peace and contentment
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