I spread Becky's ashes, as per her request, on the original "Pebble Beach" near the iconic hole #18 at The Pebble Beach Golf Links.
I did this alone, even though a number of her friends were present at our retreat. I don't think Becky would have appreciated all the hoopla. She would, however, have loved the seagulls talking to each other, the sound of the waves crashing nearby and the reflection of the stars on the beautiful Pacific Ocean that lightly illuminated the three dolphins swimming nearby.
Over the past 12 months, having Becky's ashes with me have given comfort, even though I know they are just ashes, and she is sitting at the feet of her Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Still, it was hard and brought a certain closure.