Memorial Day
It’s 7:33. The boys are still sleeping.
It’s going to be another gorgeous day.
Still a little on the chilly side yet, but no wind today. A beauty for sure.
Even though it’s a holiday I’m going to do my Monday thing. Monday is the only day that I actually have a routine. I don’t like routines. But, every Monday I change the bedding and water the plants. It’s the easiest way to keep track of the last time I did those tasks. Yep, that’s my Monday thing. Pretty boring even for a routine.
I’m pretty sure that Ross doesn’t know about this routine, right Ross? I don’t make a big deal of it, but I am kind of obsessive about it.
I don’t know what we will do today for the rest of the day. Stay tuned.
Beds changed plants watered. Time for Lunch.
Beautiful day means lunch on the water at the Shrimp Box
This is what is making me smile.
About 6 months after Joe passed away, my counselor recommended an organization to me called “The Compassionate Friends”.
The following statement was taken from their website:
"The mission of The Compassionate Friends: When a child dies, at any age, the family suffers intense pain and may feel hopeless and isolated. The Compassionate Friends provides highly personal comfort, hope, and support to every family experiencing the death of a son or a daughter, a brother or a sister, or a grandchild, and helps others better assist the grieving family.”
In Winding River Park in Toms River New Jersey, a lovely Children’s Memorial Garden was created to commemorate children, taken too soon from this world. This was organized by the Ocean County chapter of The Compassionate Friends.
That’s where we went after lunch. It is one of the most tranquil and special places I know. The pathways throughout the garden are paved with bricks which are engraved with the names of children who have passed away. We ordered our brick in memory of Joe last November. We have been waiting anxiously for his to be set in one of the pathways. On our visit today we were happy to see that Joe's brick has been installed.
As soon as I enter this garden I am filled with a sense of peace. Just like my Joe, this sanctuary is filled with the quietness of life.
Domani’s father and his great-grandfather rest near each other. Anne took Domani to visit my father’s grave today. She sent me this picture.
And that’s how we spent Memorial Day 2013.
The Memorial Garden is lovely. What a beautiful way for a community to remember those they have lost.
ReplyDeleteI laughed at your Monday routine...mine is the same. I always do sheets and towels on Monday and the three day weekends sometimes mess up my schedule.
The Garden is special.
ReplyDeleteYou know it’s funny, being retired and not having to stick to a routine, having this one particular one seems purposeful somehow.
It's nice to have a bit of routine, if for only one day a week.
ReplyDeleteYes, it’s the one day of the week that I don’t have to wonder what I will do for the day. Not too bad of life, that!
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