Dad was cremated yesterday. The sun was shining and all the flowers looked lovely. Many relatives and friends came, including staff and resident's relatives from Dad's care home. I never really appreciated the thought that people "live on", although for me this is not in some ethereal place. Dad will be in our hearts, thoughts and words in such a big way that he will always be with us. In the card that Dad's niece had sent, she spoke of him "as a lovely happy man with a big smile on his face". This is how we will all remember him.