Journal entry by Joanne Negstad — Jul 23, 2018
Joanne loved flowers and especially roses. When money was tight I often bought her one, long stemmed rose. All flowers were appreciated but roses were best. Lars and his family stopped at the Little House on The Prairie over night. They brought fresh roses to place on Joanne's grave.
After we had fed the camel...yes there are resident camels here which the girls delight in feeding...we went to the cemetery. There we visited Joanne's grave and, we each, placed the roses she loved on her grave. It doesn't take much immagination to conjure the depth of the presence of absence in that setting.
Burying her in this South Dakota cemetery continues to seem right. Most weeks during the warmer month I'm here and thus can visit frequently. Would I get to the cemetery as frequently if it were in the metropolitan area? I don't know but I wonder. Now it is time to get marker in place.
Blessings,
Al
After we had fed the camel...yes there are resident camels here which the girls delight in feeding...we went to the cemetery. There we visited Joanne's grave and, we each, placed the roses she loved on her grave. It doesn't take much immagination to conjure the depth of the presence of absence in that setting.
Burying her in this South Dakota cemetery continues to seem right. Most weeks during the warmer month I'm here and thus can visit frequently. Would I get to the cemetery as frequently if it were in the metropolitan area? I don't know but I wonder. Now it is time to get marker in place.
Blessings,
Al
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