Memorial Day is a holiday to honor soldiers lost in the line of duty. For my family, we always observed this and made time to honor all lost friends & family.
Growing up we were always required to go mow, pick up debris & weed the local (rural) cemetery for Memorial Day and a few other times during the year to make it nice for families to visit.
Lots of memories - like being grumpy about more chores, then working together making it look spectacular & hearing stories about those gone before us.
Some wonderful memories running around after the work was complete. A local minister would do a short prayer service. Dad and others from the volunteer fire station would drive the 3 firetrucks with lights & sirens to the cemetery. Then the service.
As an adult, I didn’t frequent the cemetery as regularly. When my dad died, i knew i needed to check to make sure the cemetery looked good for his internment, or he’d haunt me (😂). Man o man that place was in dire need. I spent several hours trying to get the family sites presentable. Since he’s passed, I always make time before Memorial Day to do the extra care there. The Veteran’s group does the service now. It was nice to hear stories & recall memories.
Another short story. My sons dog Layla died recently. She was cremated. Yesterday was the day. He took and sprinkled her ashes at “all the places she loved going”. He even did 3 of their walking routes to sprinkle her. Very, very sweet goodbye.
Lets work together to keep hope alive within us. I know its hard to hang on to...You are special.
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