Darren and I were driving down Richfield Main Street yesterday when I looked out the window of the car and saw an elderly woman walking down the street. She was carrying a plastic grocery sack of colorful plastic flowers and was headed towards the cemetary.
I immediately thought of Grandma T and my eyes filled up with tears. I remember helping her get the boxes of plastic flowers out of her attic for her to wash up and fuss over and get ready to take to the cemetary for Memorial Day. I miss her. I am glad that Mom and Dad will be in Moab this weekend to lay flowers on her grave. I hope they lay one for me.
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We drove E1 and E2 around Bowen Circle after we returned from the graveyard decorating activities on memorial day. K and F followed along behind. When we went past the log home E1 looked into the back yard and excitedly said. "The place where we used to play is still there!"
I Miss our Grandma T. as well.
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