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My blog was filled up. I'm too lazy to clean it out. So I started a new one. |
| Back in May I realized my parents' headstone was missing. There was a new grave above theirs, so I let it go, hoping the gravediggers hadn't broken it. When I went back to check on it, it still wasn't replaced, so I called. The office knew nothing about it. I called someone related to one of the sales staff. A week later, I got some phone message that the wasp nest had been removed and the stone replaced. When did they start taking headstones out of the ground because of wasp nests? I still think they broke it, ordered a new one, and while it sat in back of the office, wasps started a nest. Today I checked. It looks like it's supposed to, the right numbers, names, etc. I placed some peach-colored roses in the vase you lift out of the ground plaque. I also added small white roses to each of my brothers. Maybe as we get older, we get more sentimental. The nearness of our mortality hits, too. I talked to them; they couldn't talk back, so I could say anything. I miss them all so much. Probably because I am living in my parents' home with all of the whole family keepsakes. I told them that someday my bones will lying close by. It was so cold and windy on that mountain, after a pleasant day yesterday. While there, I drove further into this huge cemetery to visit my maternal grandparents. I found my great uncle almost immediately near the driveway. I knew that my family was on the third row below Grandpa's brother and wife. I still walked back and forth, up to the road and down again. Finally, it hit me. I must have walked right past it in all directions. They were buried in the late 70's and early 80's. Their other grandchildren live in other cities, so I will be the last person to visit their grave sites. We will all be forgotten someday. It still gives me peace to know I showed respect. |
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I marvel at the things I'll be able to tell my grandkids about someday. Life is accelerating - or maybe it just feels that way!
I completely sympathize with your desire to declutter. I have more stuff than you can shake a stick at that didn't actually belong to just my wife or myself throughout the house.