Our friends, Ed and Alex, from London, came to visit us recently. We really wanted to take them to see the Berg while they were here. We went away for 3 days and loved every minute of it. It’s the longest we’ve been away from Freya but it was a good break for us too.
While we were there, we went on a walk and came across this beautiful natural pool with a small waterfall. Sheldon and I decided that day that it would be the perfect spot to scatter Max’s ashes. We were holding on to his ashes for over a year and it was starting to play on my mind. I hated that he was in this box in my cupboard. I wanted to set him free again.
This place felt right. It was natural. It had running water. Surrounded by greenery and mountains. It felt alive and we felt good there too. We thought it would be a good place to go back to one day, when Freya’s older and understands.
We went back the next day to scatter his ashes. We got in the freezing cold water and opened the box. Sheldon poured his ashes in to my hand and then did the same in to his hands. We let go of him in the running water and said our goodbyes and cried our tears.
It was so hard but it was something we needed to do. Our final goodbye to our boy.