While at home, I visited my dad’s grave. I really do love the walk down the path to get there.
It is so quiet and beautiful that it sets the mood perfectly for a visit to a grave.
I sat on the little stone bench,
and reflected about all those that my dad is now with. His father.
A brother and two sisters.
A favorite nephew.
And most importantly his son. How sweet that reunion must have been!
Then I cleaned some of the old dead flowers off the grave and was surprised by this guy.
Then I laughed at myself for jumping when I saw it and then laughed again because I know my dad would have laughed at me too. At that moment I learned another one of life’s lessons: It is almost impossible to be melancholy when staring a toad in the face!
5 comments:
Thanks for the trip to the grave. I went over yesterday but enjoyed your trip more. Mema
Wow that is such a beautiful place!! I'm so glad that he is where he's at right now. I wonder if he's met my mom? .. I would have screamed bloody murder if I was face to face with a toad. (: I love you
Oh girl that was beautiful! What a happy and amazing place. Glad that you had a quiet peaceful moment and how wonderful that you laughed at the end of it all. It sounds like your dad would have wanted you to do just that. I am a little jealous that you have such a amazing place in your family. The post was great I felt like I was there with you. Great pics... like always! Love Ya!
Absolutely beautiful...thanks for sharing such a private moment with us. Blogs are wonderful for that!
That first picture is stunning. I'm so glad you have such a wonderful, private place to go when you need to visit your Dad's grave. Thanks for sharing.
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