While delivering a car to my son is the ostensible purpose of this journey, I have a duty to the love I lost to do right by her ashes. We had discussed it (what a wonderful chat that was) where she might go. Hey remains were divvied-up between me and her two sisters. I became resolved to place them in beautiful and meaningful places around the world. That last part I added in - I think she was thinking more local than that - but why limit the scope.
So I burst into tears at regular intervals on the road. It's not an easy path, but is a necessary one.