Today we went to our daughter's and my parent's gravesites to put Christmas deocorations on them. We do this every year. Since our daughter, Katrina, passed away in 1992 (18 years ago--oh where does the time go?) we haven't missed a year where we don't do this. Sometimes it's so emotionally draining to be there where my parents and daughter lay. I believe in broken hearts. I believe happiness is but a fleeing moment here and there, but the rest of the time life is negative and sometimes even evil. The excitment young people feel when they are starting out (I'm talking about people in their early twenties) can be so exciting because they have their whole life ahead of them. Dreams, goals, time...it's wonderful. I had that too, for a short time.
Donald at Katrina's gravesite |
Me at Katrina's gravesite |
Me at my parent's gravesite "Spaar" |
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