Yarzheit
It is that time of year again. We went to Emily and Lee's gravesite on Monday. I cleared off Emily's headstone so there is no grass growing on it, added my pebble. Matt and Leslie said Kaddish. Joshua asked what all the stones were. We kind of stuttered and said something about the people here. He said, "oh, they live in a house under there? But I can't hear them!" Can't help but laugh at that one. Makes sense, in a way. Sam and Josh found a dirt pile off in the corner, and just had to be King of the Hill. Sam found some sweet smelling white flowers and put those on the stones with some clover. I love my children and I am grateful for my blessings.
posted by Amy | 12:26 AM
2 Comments:
That's what memories are made of. Sometime it would be a good thing if you and I took our children around to the cemetaries where Grammy, Memere,etc are buried. It would actually be a nice outing, doncha think? and it would be good for them to know about the family.
that would be great. I tell Sam stories about Memere and Grammy. I go strawberrying on memere's birthday, and I always have a tale to add about grammy.
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