Wednesday, July 02, 2014

The Cemetery

A soft rain fell as I closed the door and headed toward my car. It wasn't quite the morning I had envisioned, but appropriate just the same. Dark, cloudy, and a light drizzle. Just the kind of weather the movies always show when a family gathers at the cemetery, but somehow I had dreamed that it would be bright and sunny instead. I found myself accepting of the rain, in spite of my misconceptions, and was thankful for the umbrellas in my glove compartment.

It was just my sisters and I at the cemetery. We gathered in the drizzle and listened to Dad sing "Count Your Blessings" on my car stereo. Rachel read a scripture. I said a prayer. I thanked God for our parents and the examples they were to us, for my grandpa who in his own grief over the loss of a child bought this spot in the little cemetery so long ago, and for my two sisters beside me.


It suddenly struck me how my parents had given me the gift of two sisters. They are both younger than me. I had two older brothers who both came with challenges, one a hyperactive, patience-testing boy, and the other a nonverbal mentally challenged child. I came along when my brother Tim was 5½ years old. With the task of raising my two brothers and now a little girl, my parents easily could have decided they had all they could handle. No one would have blamed them, and I might have stood in the cemetery alone today. (Not really, of course, but hopefully you know what I mean.)

I'm not sure if it was still raining or not by the time we pulled away from the grave site. We met for lunch and were able to eat outside on the patio without being afraid of getting wet and by the time we finished eating, chatting, and finding a friend or two, the sun had come out and it was the kind of day I had originally anticipated.

Rachel, was feeling mischievous by the time we sat down and that is why she is smiling in that top picture. I sneaked a picture of Priscilla (my favorite mom in law taught me that trick...) as she is not sure why in the world we should have our cameras out at lunch. She also showed me her "mad" face so I could let you know how she felt about it. My salad looked and tasted yummy, and I am very bad at taking selfies, but I did try. (Look! I have glasses growing out of the top of my head! And apparently a lamp post too.)

15 comments:

  1. You told the story of your day with your sisters perfectly....
    Your Mom and Dad would be proud of all of you. But especially the big sister♥️
    Awesome job Martha...
    But then....why would anyone expect anything less....
    Cheers!
    Linda :o)

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    1. Your selfie is cute!
      Glasses and all.....

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    2. Thanks, Linda. Now I can plan my "north of the boarder trip".

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    3. I will be there first part of next week....
      Boyfriend away to the Maritimes...
      Perhaps?

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    4. Yes, perhaps... Maybe Monday? I can shirk my other responsibilities of a day. :)

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  2. Priscilla was funny! Lunch was a great idea, and shopping was nice too. It was a really nice day with the two of you. i love you guys. :)

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    1. It did turn out to be a good day. We should do it again without going to the cemetery. Mom would like that.
      :0)

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  3. What a lovely day you made. You and your sisters are so cute. I love you also made it a day of fun.

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    1. It was a good day to spend together. I like how it turned out.

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  4. Lovely sisters! Lovely selfie! I'm glad it all turned out the way it was supposed to. Lunch looks good. Another chapter closed....hugs.

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    1. A few tears shed,
      A few prayers said,
      Another chapter closed.

      Lunch was good. I love Panera Bread.
      :0)

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    2. Haha, Martha! You're still great with the poetry. It kinda rings like the words in "Sheep Out to Eat". :)

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    3. I don't know that one. Did they drive their jeep?

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  5. And now the world thinks I am crabby.

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    1. I was hoping you would smile for the camera, but sometimes I've got to take what I can get.
      :0)

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