My beloved husband let go one year ago, January 5, due to complications from pancreatic cancer. I honored his last wishes today, one year later. He asked me to scatter his ashes upon the Caribbean Sea off the west coast of Puerto Rico because he said it “was the only ocean I can swim in.”
Instead of using a boat, I had to change plans due to a covid-caused complication. I was okay with that, and actually, I thought…
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