Death's Anniversary

Our Return to the Grave

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It's been a whole year since my mother passed due to aggressive lung and brain cancer. It was a tough time to manage and cope with many different emotions and family energies. It was a tremendously inspiring funeral for a remarkable lady who gave her all for 6 kids with very little. Her inspiration lives on in each of us as we continue to care for our father and each other.
Our day began with all of us meeting at my home early Saturday morning and heading to West Tennessee together. It was a good time of talking as the 2.5 hour trip unfolded.


Dad was glad to see us all together. He had cooked a big meal for his kids. After prayer, we ate and laughed together. My brother and I had stopped at WalMart and bought some flowers to plant around the grave. We all got together and went down to the cemetary to freshen and decorate the grave of our mother. We planted beautiful tulips, reset the headstone in a better position, raked and purged old, artificial flowers. It was good to see us all together working with each other for a common cause. It was easy to see the legacy of her love continuing even in the midst of a great loss. We all stood back and marvelled at how much better everything looked. Dad had a majestic angel that we positioned at the head as the flowers flanked the grave—what a picture.


Eventually we had to get on the road to return home. He hated to see us go; we hated to leave; but the unity was unmistakable and still in tact....just like our memories as a family.