Yesterday was the unveiling of my Mother-in-Law's grave marker; she died in October, 2010.
We have such rituals for a number of reasons ... those of a religious nature I can do without ... the downsides of organized religion, IMO, more than negating any good that comes from it. And answer me this; "Is there any act of love and human kindness that could not just as well be extended in the complete absence of religion?
I know mother-in-law jokes and jibes are always "in." Not for me though ... I loved my my mother-in-law. And because we used to sit at my kitchen window and together look out at the birds and deer and flowers, while, out of respect for the family preferences I attended yesterday's unveiling ceremony, THIS photo essay is my way of remembering Lillian.
I planted a new flower garden for her this year ... I'm sad she did not see it; the birds still come, and the deer ... it's as if they miss her.
I surely do.
Rest in Peace, Lillian.
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