My dad died in April '07. At the time I was all for cremation, which we did do and my step mum even gave us some in a little heart shaped, gold painted box. When I had that little piece of him, I could always sense him around. Some time later I decided to scatter those ashes in a place that was special, where me and dad had been, when he came to my wedding. Anyway, since scattering his ashes, I feel so lonely, like I was not ready to let go, and I have not felt his presents since.
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