That Day...Edited!!
Note to readers: I have edited this post because I realized I did not include the meaning I felt upon seeing the fallen pictures. My edited comments are in italics below. May 28, 2018. The day was beautiful. Sunshine and green leaves and grass everywhere, perfect for a trip to Decatur and Falling Springs Cemetery. I'd bought flowers for our immediate family graves: Lacy, Mom, Dad, and my infant brother, George Edward. My brother, Dave, came with Kenny and I. We drove the 20 minutes together to Falling Springs and placed the flowers near the resting places of each of our loved ones. I never feel that they are "there" but I am so grateful that we have a place to go and reflect on their lives and the love we shared with each other. The little Nativity I had put on Lacy's stone was still there after 6 months. We moved it over and placed our small offering of love and remembrance next to the tiny creche. I brought a prayer to read at the gravesides; a