With all plates, dishes and cutlery in the dishwasher. It was time to get the flowers we bought the day before and drive down to the cemetery.
You would of thought, after Christmas dinner everyone would be asleep on the sofa, at least that what I could of done. When we arrive, even though there was a covering of snow. There was 5 cars parked up outside the gates.
As we walk down to Kim grave. we can see people, tending to they loved one graves, placing flowers, talking to the head stones. It was a wonderful sight, on this day when we celebrate the birth of a religious figure. Here we are remember loved ones lost. There seems to be a circle of life In this day and place.
As we removed the old flowers and I make a nice step arrangement, Steph is brushing the snow off the top of the gravestone. Shell is talking as if she is chatting with Kim. I can see her eyes are moist, ready to flow with tears.
This is the farthest Shell has been from home since Kim Illness. I am waiting for her to start loosing her cool and wanting to get back to the safety blanket of the house. But I get a strange feeling she too emotionally invested in this place to run way.
With the new flowers in place and the old ones in hand, we walk back to the landrover and to tea at my parents. Leaving Kim in peace in final resting place.
Christmas felt a bit sad this year. As it was missing one of it wonderful characters
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