Memorial Weekend
I recalled my beloved dead. And since The Woman was visiting, I loved being alive.
I recalled my beloved dead. And since The Woman was visiting, I loved being alive.
Labels: memorial weekend, steph, the woman
I can't help it. It's who I am. It's what I do.
Labels: memorial weekend, steph, the woman
2 Comments:
Hi, Mark.
I'm glad you have Steph to temper the pain of missing your loved ones. That's a good thing ... something to cherish.
I didn't make it to the cemetery this year. I don't like going there. Actually, I hate that place. Makes me feel awful thinking I left them there. I know it's irrational, but it's one of my nightmares.
I remember them on a daily basis, so I hope I'll be forgiven for not making the trip.
BTW, your pictures are missing for me, down to the yellow thing.
Amen, I think the ones that have passed are happier knowing what you have today.
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