Headstone

 My daughter, she started this blog when her grandma died... She and I try to go out to the cemetery a few times a year. As Christ followers, we know that their spirit/soul isn't there. But, we take the time to just talk, remember, and tell a couple of stories. Then, head to Culver's to have a burger and frozen custard. It was one of "their" places to go. I remember the day that we sat down at the table in the bay window,  mom's favorite table to overlook the lake. Sarah commented that it had been long enough that the tree had grown up and blocked part of the view of grandma's lake. Time goes on. Time helps heal. But Covid...is not helping! It's hard to get together as much. But, we did! Took some time out of this difficult week to put out flowers, get burgers and custard, and just talk.

Was glad to see Dad's military insignia attached to the left side of his headstone.

Below, are photos that I'd never seen. There were down inside a couple of i.d. (going steady) bracelets. Two of them were actually on top of each other. So glad I pulled them apart!