Christmas afternoon Dale, Rebecca and I went to my mother’s grave site to put some flowers on her grave. It was some plastic poinsettias and some plastic holly, which was veru fitting because when I was little I would go to the local five and dime to buy her a $1.00 corsage every year. My mother would have acted like it was the most expensive corsage she ever receive in her life. I also took some homemade cookies to lay on her grave site. Once again you had to know my mother to understand where I got that idea.
When I was standing in the grave yard after I pushed the snow to the side that was on the marker and put the flowers in the ground, I looked around to the other grave sites which had nothing on them or around them. How sad I thought — this sight I saw. Those who were buried here once had someone who loved them but were now forgotten.
This Christmas has been really hard on me as I have missed her so much. What I have really missed the most is to have someone who would listen to me. She would have been a great help during this past year as I have been through a lot of hard events in my life. I love you mom!
I understand as I go to the gravesites of my grandparents,parents, brother,Aunt, etc. I am always amazed at how many people are there with no flowers. I never knew my grandparents They died before I was born and one soon afterwards but I feel that they struggled enough in life and gave life as well as history to others, my family and yet no one puts flowers on their graves.I don’t undertand it. They have two wealthy children still living and they never put flowers on my grandparents graves. The other grandparents have no living children but still no one puts flowers on their graves either. Two preachers and their wives are buried in the cementary where my parents are and no one puts flowers on their graves either, not even their children. Strange. I put flowers on their graves as well. I hope that someday someone will be kind enough to put flowers on my grave as I have no children of my own. I don’t understand the aloness of some people’s concept of love and respect. Bless you for caring.