Tearful time

I went to the cemetery where Danny is buried while we were on our Mississippi trip. Below is a photo of the head stone. It's the first time I saw it since it was placed there quite awhile after the funeral. We haven't had a chance to go back since the first year after he passed, and it was his choice to be interred near his parents and other loved ones.

As you can see, they did a fine job on the head stone. I manipulated the photo a bit for visual effect.

I have to tell you, this was a very sad visit for us. Middle Son went with us to the grave and Youngest Son, Middle Son, and I could do nothing but hug and cry. We all miss him so much and this just hit us hard, I guess. Seeing his name there on the stone made the reality of our loss even harder to take than it had been. But I'm glad his family did this for him - and for us.

Aside from this sad portion of our trip, it was good to see everyone and rave about how the children have grown so. And they have! It's amazing out much can happen in just a couple of years.

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