Thanks to everyone for the nice posts.
It was very cold. My cousin put her mother's container in its place along with the ashes of her mother's cat who had passed was cremated last summer.
My cousin, her daughter and grandson, a friend from her work, myself and cousins Carol & Marcie [sisters] were there.
After a moment of silence I read the poem "Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep" the performance of which will probably get me the Tony nomination this year.
And then we all came home.