Memorial Day Weekend
My husband and I went to the cemetery today. There were lots of people there, but they were all older people. I felt like we stuck out.... a young (in comparison) couple, going from grave to grave, hand-in-hand ...... first our baby Levi's, then my first husband's, then my dad's, then my aunt's....... We put blue hydrangeas for Levi (silk). I found myself hurrying along this time, not wanting to linger long enough for too many feelings to settle in. I was almost robotically going through the task, put flowers here-move to next one-place flowers here-move to next one.......

1 Comments:
Good luck with your washer Lynne...better luck than me.
(((((hugs))))) to you for Memorial Day...i am sorry it has to be this way.
Memorial Day is different for different people -- here in MI it seems alot of people do go to the cemetaries for their own dead, and there are even priests out to do blessings. I grew up near Boalsburg PA which is actually the 'birthplace of Memorial Day' and it was only for military veterans. As far as i know, the way it started was with a mother whose son had died in the Civil War.
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