Wednesday, August 21, 2013

I went back to where I grew up...

This past weekend, we took a quick, bittersweet trip back to where I grew up, Port Aux Basques, Newfoundland.
The purpose was to lay my dad's ashes in their final resting place. 
The lone tree at the edge of the water.
Although it was short, we did get to visit some familiar places.
This is the view we saw from out kitchen and bedroom windows growing up.
(hi sis)
We stopped at several beaches. Grand Bay West
 Searston. Notice the mountains in the background. They are the Long Range Mountains
Also called, Table Top Mountains
looking for drift wood
 Maybe a Boxing Rock in Newfoundland?
 Official Plant of Newfoundland, Pitcher Plant.
 ah, la.
 There was great gathering of a very large family.  And it's still not everyone!
Much singing, laughing, eating, hugging, crying, loving. The weather was beautiful and we were so blessed with company and love.

On the way home, we stopped at Fortress of Louisbourg. A great place to spend a day.
 So yes, a bitter sweet family trip for a man who would have been so happy to be there. 
Who planned on going there this week for his 70th birthday and family reunion. 
Yes dad, your heart would have been very full.
Happy Birthday
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  1. Aw, Amanda, you have a sweet way with words that bring tears to the eyes, or maybe it's your subject matter. Peace.

    1. Thanks Bonnie. It's strange, but ever since he passed, I've had an internal sense of peace. And I have a deep gratefulness on what I have and where I am in life. A peace.

  2. Such a moving and loving post. What a journey you made to honour your dad's memory. Blessings to you.

    1. Thank you. There is still so much to say, but it will stay in my heart for now. Good memories of life and our celebration of his life and passing.

  3. Such a moving and loving post. What an incredible journey you made to honour your dad's memory. Blessings to you.