Growing up, holidays were something to relish, celebrate, and enjoy. There were a couple holidays that were mostly “BBQ holidays.” It wasn’t until a couple years ago, that Memorial Day was more than a day off from school, and a day for barbeque’s with friends.
As I grew older, the more cemeteries I visited, the more they intrigued me. The peace I felt there. The timelessness ever present. The feeling of a time or place from the past. Memories of those we love.
The designer grew up a few blocks away from the town cemetery. They visit often and have many relatives resting throughout the plot. Losing his father a couple years ago made this cemetery even more real for me. As we gathered with friends and family three years ago, the first Memorial Day after his death, Memorial Day became alive to me.
I had never been to a cemetery on Memorial Day before. Never had I seen so much color celebrating lovely lives. The beautifully adorned graves, friends and family everywhere. Neighbors, life-long family friends, all there to celebrate as we were: the lives of those we love and miss dearly.
Time stands still as friends and families embrace. Truly a beautiful sight. The designer’s Aunt Kathryn will take you on the “tour” visiting the dozen ancesters burried throughout the site. As you walk, you see friends doing the same thing. Another beautiful thing about a small town. Gatherings such as these bind our hearts together in unity, love, and hope.
As I contemplate the void that we all feel with the absence of the designer’s father, I am grateful to know there is a plan, and that he is at peace, happy, busy, and ever teaching. Today we celebrate his life, the life of his parents, their parents…our heritage. Those truths they’ve taught us that will surely reunite us all once more.
Tonight I am thankful to be a part of this gracious day. To share it with our kiddos, to celebrate with friends and family. Memorial Day will still mean Whiskey Springs, hikes, riverside watching, lawn games, BBQ delights, golf, shopping with the girls…but it will also mean so much more. Just so glad to be a part of the “more.”