Yesterday in the crazy midst of making Christmas come early for my son. (we'll be staying with family Christmas day) I had this overwhelming, crazy strong urge to stop by the graveyard where my aunt, grandfather, great-grandfather were buried. I've been wanting to stop by for awhile and I feel guilty when I don't get to stop by. So, I was coming from dropping my son off at my mom's and so I stopped by. While there, I felt their presence welcoming me. I fixed the flowers that were on the graves and just stood there for a moment. It felt like they were hugging me. I whispered merry Christmas and that I missed them. And left to go finish what I was doing.
Since then I've felt that a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. And my mood has improved. I need to stop by more but I don't own a car so I borrow my mom's sometimes. I want to put flowers on there soon.
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