Good Morning Always,
I am so happy for you & your daughter. The dreaded decision is done and now you can relax and get on with healing. I hope you keep those peaceful feelings knowing he is home now & always. I am sure your right about him being at peace.
Take care, Lucy

I admire the strength of those who decide to keep their loved one's ashes in the home. My sister has her son's. It doesn't bother her like she anticipated it would.

Me? My heart isn't at rest unless my DH is, and for me it wouldn't be keeping him in the home. Since his spirit remains with me 24/7, there is really no need for me to do so.

I am so glad your decision brought you and your daughter some peace and comfort. Draw from those feeling when the world starts pressing down on you...and remember that he IS watching over you.

Blessings,

Sharon

Kim,

I, like you, have my hubby's ashes here at home. I couldn't wait to get him home! In fact, when I went (alone) to the mortuary to pick up his ashes, I placed them in the car and blabbed to him all the way home. He fits so well between the ashes of our last two dogs. When I die, all four of us will be blended and scattered off the cliffs of the Pacific Ocean (which is about 5 miles from here, as the crow flies).

And, I find comfort that his remains are finally resting here at home, where he wanted to be.

Hugs,
Terry

My husbands ashes are at home also. I couldn't imagine them anywhere else. They are in his favorite chair at the moment and when I look over at his chair I know he is there with me. Because we both loved wine, when I pass we will also be mixed together and spread over a vineyard.

So happy your decision was exactly as it should be. It feels peaceful for you and i know that helps. It is comforting to have their remains with you. I loe the urn I picked out and I keep him in our bedroom, we spent so much time watching tv, and hanging in there. they are on his night stand. Its comforting for me. I wish you continued peace, as often as possible

My husbands ashes are sitting on the fireplace. I look at them everyday and talk to him everyday. I wouldn't have it any other way.

I kept my husband's ashes at home for about 2 months before finally having a graveside service & burying them. During those 2 months, I had lots of "conversations" with him that really helped me to heal.

Just wanted to share, my husband left this world here at our home where he lives and loved his family. The funeral director gave me his ashes and some also in a clock that sits in our daughters livingroom. Having his remains with me gave me comfort in the early stage of grief. I had hung a picture of him on our bedroom wall and kissed him goodnight for a long time.

We realize our love ones are spirit and that shell of ashes or treasured photo isn't our love one, but it's symbolic of their presence in our life.

We all do what we need to do to get through our loss. As individuals it differs for all of us. Yet we meet to honor our grief and support each other. Sharon

Just wanted to share, my husband left this world here at our home where he lives and loved his family. The funeral director gave me his ashes and some also in a clock that sits in our daughters livingroom. Having his remains with me gave me comfort in the early stage of grief. I had hung a picture of him on our bedroom wall and kissed him goodnight for a long time.

We realize our love ones are spirit and that shell of ashes or treasured photo isn't our love one, but it's symbolic of their presence in our life.

We all do what we need to do to get through our loss. As individuals it differs for all of us. Yet we meet to honor our grief and support each other. Sharon

I am happy for you to have your husband's ashes home. Hope you will find it is comforting and peaceful.

When I picked up my husband's ashes, I creid so hard. It is so peaceful that he is home with me now. I put him in the family room where there is a built-in table niche with a picture of the two of us toghether. On the left side of his urn I placed pictures of his beloved animals. The right side a pewter bird sculpture he brought home from the days he lived and worked overseas.

I have a sort of shrine to my husband - his urn, several photos of us and a few keepsakes he valued. I purchased a piece of jewelry and put some of his ashes in it to wear around my neck. I never take it off. The locket is tiny and when I tried to put his ashes in it I spilled a few on the kitchen counter. At first I panicked... I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to just wipe them up with a paper towel and throw it in the trash. And then I just started laughing (and crying). Dan had a wicked sense of humor and used to think it was really funny when I did klutzy stuff like that. I could just see him shaking his head and laughing at me. For me, there's a huge comfort in having his ashes here. I wouldn't have it any other way. As has been said here - we do whatever it is that gets us through. :)

My husband died while we were on vacation in Hawaii. A wonderful angel with the Aloha Association helped me make all the necessary arrangements and cut through the red tape so I could get us home to our sons as quickly as possible. When the day came to go pick up my husbands remains, I realized i had to do the driving. My husband had always done the driving so I never paid attention to directions....and streets there are just a little complicated. What should have been a 30 minute trip stretched out to three hours, many prayers , a few bad words and at one point I looked upwards and said "you are so laughing right now because I am so lost".

The hardest part was leaving our timeshare...one of our favorite places on earth...only we were not leaving it the way we came. He wasn't walking beside me...he wasn't talking about next years trip back.

My sons met me at the airport and we brought my husband home and that night I took him into our room and the next morning i took him into the family room and then back and forth.

And now he rest with his sea turtle sculpture (he loved snorkeling with the sea turtles..there was one in the water when we lost him) ..
A statue of a man and woman that I game him for his 60th birthday)...and i know he is just waiting for the time when I join him and our sons will mix our ashes and spread them at our favorite beach. I take great comfort in having any part of him this close to me....waiting.

I'm so glad to know your husband's remains give you comfort, and that it was not as bad as you thought. How true it is that the anticipation of something is almost ALWAYS worse than the reality.
It was a fortunate thing that I did not care anything about having my husband's ashes in the house. In fact, did NOT want that. Didn't know what I would do with them and was just beginning to figure that out when his sister asked me about it. I said I didn't want them and she said that she did. Great! I was so glad she spoke up. She is unmarried and alone and she has told me what a comfort it is to have her brother's ashes there with her. In the kitchen, by the way, because he loved to cook! God is good.