I’m now happily back home, after a lovely trip. The journey back turned into a visit to Yallingup, as it felt very important to say goodbye to my graduate at the place she was swept off the rocks. I let GoogleMaps take me from Bremer Bay to Augusta. whichever way it wanted. That was a beautiful drive, through tiny rural towns, rolling open fields, the Stirlings ( what passes for mountains in this part of the country) to wooded country to the west coast.
The south west corner of WA, around Cape Leewin, is grand, spectacular, windblown scenery, where the Southern and Pacific oceans meet in a maelstrom of water.
The main reason for going to Augusta, then driving up to Injidup Spa, was to say goodbye to my graduate. While I haven’t written a lot in the last few posts, one of the main reasons for this road trip has been to have time to absorb what happened to her, subject of a previous blog here. Completing the trip, with a visit to the location, and throwing some wildflowers on the water, felt like closure and an opportunity to say goodbye.
While a funeral, or memorial, or personal trip to lay flowers down, doesn’t change anything about the events or make you miss the person any less, it is an opportunity to spend time with their memory, celebrate your time together, and say goodbye.
“Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.”
Mary Elizabeth Fry
She would have liked the wildflowers.
My Longest Journey 