Saturday on my way to Pauls Valley I stopped at my Mother's grave. I had never been there. I didn't go the day they buried her.
I knew it was going to be strange and it was, standing there in the midst of my whole (dead)family. My Dad, my Mother, my sister all right there together. very weird.
I had hoped to go alone the first time so I could stay a while and allow myself to feel whatever it was I needed to feel but Em was with me and became about explaining to her where we were and what it was.
The hardest part was the fresh dirt.
I need to go back sometime when I can go by myself. I would like to sit on the ground and allow those emotions to move me. I need to touch that dirt and let it touch me.
3 comments:
I hope you get to go back soon. Sit and think, talk to them - talk to yourself.
We care about you all the way over here.
Yes we do!! Visiting and letting yourself feel will help with the greiving process and with closer.
I had a hard time believing my grandpa was really gone until I went to his grave finally. I should visit my brothers grave again. I have not been there in a long time. It is 9 hours away from me though. Maybe this summer.
These things are important. Hope you get back there when you are ready.
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