I’ve grown to love and respect Memorial Day. I enjoy driving through different cemetery's and observing the colorful flowers and small waving flags. What is usually a quiet and deserted place becomes chaotic, packed with people trying to find places to park - and I love it, because there is so much love found in each cemetery.
I can’t explain how much it means to Pat and I when we learn someone has been to the cemetery to remember our daughter. It usually brings me to tears, and I don’t think we will ever take it for granted. Therefore, Memorial Day has become a very sweet day for our family. Thank you to all those who drove to Archer to show love to our little monkey.
I think my favorite moment was when a sweet little old lady walked over to us and said, “It’s certainly a beautiful stone… and I’ll be the one buried right next to her.” It certainly is interesting knowing everyone we will be buried next to while in our twenties.
My brother Dustin and his wife Alisha visited for the weekend, and I think because of the holiday, I thought about Preslee and what it would be like to add one more cousin into the mix as they all played together a little more than usual. When Alisha sent me these pictures I couldn’t help but cry, and feel so grateful that Preslee is still remembered. Sophie and Preslee are just two months apart, and I appreciate how much my brother and his wife teach their girls about Preslee.
We spent the rest of the weekend with family, eating well with a BBQ and Dutch Oven Dinner. Ledger was thrilled he had cousins to play with for the entire weekend.
We hope you all had a wonderful weekend as well. And send a big thank you to all those who have and continue to serve our country!