Grammy’s Park

Yesterday we decided to take the kids to “Grammy’s Park”. This was the first time we had visited my mom since her unveiling. I know that sounds horrible, but everyone deals with grief in their own way and I felt going to the cemetery would make it more “real” for me, so it has been something I have been resistant to do.  But I had been thinking about that resistance  a lot since Elijah’s birthday, and it was well past time.

I had a lot of expectations as to how things would go, how I would feel, how the kids would behave… None of it worked out the way I expected.  We actually couldn’t find the plot. I’m not sure how long we searched, but it was miserable, the kids were miserable.  I didn’t have time to grieve or connect to my mom. Mostly I just felt unfinished. But the kids were well past done, and Melissa reasonably suggested we could call the office during the week and get the exact location so we could try again.

A few minutes ago, Melissa called me.  Not only did she take the time to call the office, she went there, got a map and tracked it down. Thank you Melissa for taking the time to do that for me.  I appreciate it more than I can say.