Memorial Day is one of those times that cause us to reflect on our loved ones
that have passed...at least it does me. I wasn't able to visit the graves of all those that have gone, but
I was able to visit one the cemetery where a few of them are buried.
I have been lucky enough to have many wonderful people in my life, as a child as well as an adult. My grandparents on both sides of my family have always played an important, and special part of my life.
Not too long after I was married, we moved to a city that was very close to my dad's parents. I got
to spend alot more time with them. Grandpa and Grandma were always there for me. It didn't matter
whether I needed a recipe, a babysitter, a friend or just a hug...I knew that I could call or visit them any time
and they would be there for me. I miss them terribly and can't wait for the day when I get to see them again. Dayna, Halle and I were able to pay a visit to the cemetery where they are buried, along with one of my dear cousins who just passed last year, a very special uncle and my sister,
who was born, and also died before I entered the world.
Some may not feel that it "appropriate" to take pictures at the graveside of someone that you love,
but I feel its a great comfort to be where their body lay to rest and feel like in a small way I can still be with them. As I sat there looking at the headstones I had many wonderful memories come to mind of these special people and am grateful for the time I was able to spend with them on earth.
As we sat by my sisters headstone, I couldn't help but wish that I knew her, that she could have known my children. I think she would have loved them so much and been such a fun, special aunt. I imagine her taking them places and spending time with us....I miss her, even though I didn't know her!.....Someday, I have faith, that I will see her again!
Till we meet again!!! I love you all!




