But last year, since we're blessed to live so close to the Dashingly Handsome Sidekick's family, we started a new-to-us tradition of visiting the cemetery on Memorial Day.
Here's our big family today. (I'm the photographer, so don't go hunting in the picture for me.) The DHS is the dashingly handsome man in the middle of the picture with the orange shirt. I know there are a lot of children in the picture. Five of them are mine. Can you tell which ones? :)
We spent some time together at the DHS's paternal grandmother and grandfather's graves, and then walked across the cemetery to visit his maternal grandmother's grave.
We cried together, especially because just one year ago we visited the cemetery with Grandma Helen, the DHS's paternal grandmother. She passed away last October. Also, my mother-in-law's sister passed away last week. My in-laws, fresh home from a trip to Israel, are driving out tonight so they can attend her funeral tomorrow. We'll miss you, Aunt Irene!
Here are the kids last year with Helen. This has become quite a special picture, because we didn't know when this picture was taken that it would be our last Memorial Day with Grandma.
Memorial Day always reminds me to treasure the days I have with my loved ones.
I'm also reminded to be thankful to our veterans and those in service, who risk their lives for our freedom. Two of our Prosser friends are veterans. It's fun to have someone to look in the eye when I say, "Thank you!"