Journal entry by Al Negstad — a minute ago
It's Joanne's cemetery now and it was beautiful in the spring sunshine today. Staying in "the Little House On The Prairie" I first stopped at the cemetery to be near her. All is as I left it last fall but I'm so glad that I can visit regularly and more often now that winter has ended...or has it with snow predicted Saturday? 😟 Her chair sits quietly waiting in the house, a signal to me of the presence of absence. She was so happy here and so clear that she wanted burial in "her" cemetery. Would I have visited her grave as frequently were she buried in the Minneapolis/St. Paul metropolitan area? That I don't know but I do know it is natural here to visit. Several family members gathered for dinner tonight and in times past when she wasn't present for these gatherings I'd call her on the way back to the house.
So goes life in the land of grief.
Blessings,
Al
Picture today of her marker in her cemetery.
So goes life in the land of grief.
Blessings,
Al
Picture today of her marker in her cemetery.
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