i'm very tired.
it has been a long weekend of trying
to smile. i did have a nice time playing with the grand children old friends
and visiting people and picnics, in between cemetery visits and being in a memorial day parade. it was so bizarre. to go from one to the other. all the opposite emotions and everything sandwiched between. i did enjoy the children and their dogs.
i didn't get to see my granddaughter this weekend. they were busy as well and they attended a reunion of all the little girls that had been adopted the same time as my little sweetie. i got to see the photos. they've all grown so much. so beautiful, all of them.
it's been a year since my father died now.
my mom's down, but she's o.k. it's been an odd year. lots and lots of changes.
before the parade, i found myself standing by a very old stone gravestone. it was from a veteran of the war of 1812.i could not make out his name but i could read the dates. there was a flag on his grave. i just was struck by this grave. i'm not sure why. i'm an old hand at cemeteries. coming from an italian catholic family i practically grew up in them. someone was always dying and the kids always attended.
i still can't get that grave. that man, out of my thoughts.
why?