So yesterday, my 2 dads, brother, bff, and a few friends and I, all went out on my boat and we laid King Charlie to rest. We took him to some kelp beds off the coast. (Yes we respected the 3-mile limit on placing ashes.)
We actually went out mid-morning and made a day of it. Diving, talking about King Charlie, giving him a doggo wake as it were. I really needed that. I have missed him so much over the last week. I wasn’t the only one who shed a tear or two.
We went through the kelp to find him the perfect spot and there was this opening that just screamed at me to go through it so I did.
Once through, there was a beautiful area full of kelp and all kinds of friends to hang out with him. The spot was gorgeous with light streaming through. But then again, (while I’m not religious) it was the perfect place for a doggo to spend forever in. What doggo wouldn’t want grass and trees to run in for all time even if they were underwater? But since he liked swimming so much, this seemed the perfect place for him.
I didn’t use an urn, I didn’t think there was any need to use one when I could just as easily place him myself. Plus, I wanted to see him disperse into the ocean. Not have it happen over time.
While I was letting King Charlie out for his final run, one of the residents of the area stopped in to see what I was doing.
Kelp Bass are some of the most inquisitive fish you’ll ever see and this one just hung out while I let Charlie out.
I will say, crying is hard with a regulator in, but it really messes up your vision in your mask even more. It was worth it though watching King Charlie float off into the ocean world he love to be in.
So he has reached his final place and I know he’ll be swimming through the kelp, and playing with his bass friends forever now.
“Those we love don’t go away, they walk beside us every day. Unseen, unheard, but always near, so loved, so missed, so very dear.” – Anonymous
No matter where I dive in the world now, I know King Charlie will be right there with me.
