When the Balmoral first started up the band was playing modern music which ruined the mood. Lizzy and I stood on the stern of the SS Shieldhall and both thought we wouldn’t cry.
We sobbed like children.
When the Balmoral started off and the shout went up we both began to wave handkerchiefs flying in the wind. I was so happy and suddenly I realized that 100 years ago the crowd stood here full of joy and happiness never knowing that for many this would be the last sight of their loved one. I’m not sure which one of us started crying first but when we looked at each other we dissolved into tears. You could see some of the passengers on the Balmoral were visibly reduced to tears. More cheers and more tears.
I was starting to calm down when the sun came out and we both started sobbing all over again. The sky had been dark and grey with black clouds rolling in all day and when the Balmoral turned the clouds parted and the sun highlighted the ship. We both firmly believe in our hearts that this was a blessing from the ones lost aboard the Titanic.
I stood there on the stern of the ship celebrating for the Balmoral and mourning for the Titanic. Yesterday I let the Titanic go. The ghosts are laid to rest and she will forever live on in my memories.