Memorial Day..

What Memorial day is to me:

When I was little Memorial day was going to my grandpa's grave with my Mom,Dad and Grandma and cutting flowers to put on his grave...My Grandma was a wonderful gardener and she always grew the best flowers..She was so cute with getting them in buckets and getting them to the cemetery so my grandpa and an uncle I never meet had flowers...I miss that...I miss my Grandma...I miss my mom and I miss my dad..They are all now laying there with my Grandpa...He was alone for a long time there at the cemetery..Now, he has a lot of company.

I hope I have enough in me to go there and give them all flowers...I hate that cemetery...I hate going there and not having my mom, dad and grandma there talking to me...I know I will see them again...I just miss them so much today....I miss hearing their voices...I miss there hugs and their encouragement they always gave me...But, I want my children to know where they are...I want my children to know who they were and know how wonderful they are...

Memorial Day is remembering....I remember how much I love them!