“I need to go plant flowers at the cemetery this weekend,” I said. “When you and Dad are gone, will I have to do that?” My daughter brushes a blond strand off her forehead. “You don’t have to,” I smile. “I mean, is it my job, my responsibility?” I shrug. “I like to […]
Five Minute Friday: Sacred Sod
“I need to go plant flowers at the cemetery this weekend,” I said. “When you and Dad are gone, will I have to do that?” My daughter brushes a blond strand off her forehead. “You don’t have to,” I smile. “I mean, is it my job, my responsibility?” I shrug. “I like to do it. […]
Through and Through Life: Decorating the Grave
I open the Journey’s hatch and pull out the urn fillers and tray of flowers, my gloves and tools. I bend low. Shovel scrapes against sod and dirt and stone. It occurs to me there was a time when the graves themselves were dug this way. Mom passed first, but she rests in the second […]
