Becoming part of this world you learn that everyone views their time at the cemetery differently. My sweet husband and I don't spend much time at the cemetery but, when we do go it has such personal meaning to us. For example; in early December we went to the cemetery and placed a small Christmas tree for "AJ" While doing this my husband lovingly kneeled down cleaned away the overgrown grass and placed a small tree with a silver star. Tears started to roll down my checks with overwhelming love for my husband and our son. I still get frustrated this is part of my life... but it is the new me and has made me whom I have become.
We like to take a ice candle to "AJ" on Christmas Eve but were not able to this year, so we put one on the front porch. Earlier today Paul and I drove out to the cemetery to take a ice candle to "AJ". Once again I watched my loving husband clear the snow away off of the headstone and place the candle and light it. I once again had an overwhelming feeling of Love and tenderness towards my sweet husband and our son.
The candle glowing in a distance.... I wonder how long it stayed lit this year.
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| Snow drifted on "AJ's" small Christmas tree |
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