tricky

I wouldn't feel guilty about this at all, all of the crematoriums I have ever been to have been pretty grim places. Although your parents ashes are physicaly there, they themselves are not.

I feel more a sense of my Dad "being there" at my Mums house when I look at the beautiful brick fireplace he built, or when I use his old woodworking tools.

I know this sounds completely wet but he still in my memories and my heart.

I still dream about him quite often and talk to him. It sounds wierd and spooky but when I talk to him in my dreams he's aware that he's no longer with us.
The first time this happened it freaked me out but now I'm ok with it because in some very strange way he's still with me.