Bev and I took Brett’s ashes home by driving from Christchurch to Moeraki. The weather was bad and with howling wind and rain we passed the Moeraki turn off. However as we approached Shag Point, the weather turned and it was calm and still, perfect for saying goodbye at a beautiful deserted beach.
This is a poem we read at our marriage:
I am yours, you are mine,
you are lodged in my heart.
The small key is lost,
You must stay there forever.
(Anon, Bavarian)
Fluffy George 
A beautiful place to have your farewell.Lots of love.
LikeLike
Yes thanks Jules, it seemed right. Hard to believe Brett would be 50 this month.
LikeLike
Amazing woman you ! Xxx
LikeLike
lovely setting for a farewell Sue – nice poem.
LikeLike
It’s an ending for you Suzie. Go well and lots of love x
LikeLike