Although it's traditionally a day reserved to honor those that fought and died in the service of our country, many of us also observe Memorial Day to honor all of our loved ones who have crossed over. I remember my Mom & Dad planting flowers on the family graves every Memorial Day weekend. This year, my husband, daughter & I resurrected that tradition (so to speak).We drove the hour and a half to my hometown, drove past the house I grew up in, then drove to the 2 cemeteries where my family members (ancestors even) are buried. We planted pretty pink flowers (Elizabeth's choice) and tidied up the plots. We waved and smiled at others doing the same. The weather held until the very last flower was planted and then, as we started to drive away, a gentle rain began to fall. It was just what the flowers needed ... right on cue. Thanks, Mom.
"Life is eternal;
and love is immortal;
And death is only a horizon;
And a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight."
-Rossiter Worthington Raymond
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