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August 14, 2012

Over the river and through the woods...

This was supposed to be last week's {this moment}.  However, lest everyone think that my children were being disrepectful (far from it) or that it seemed to be too morbid, I felt a little explanation should tag along.

After we finished up our visit to Philly last week, we headed up to Bucks County.  Not for a long stay, but just to have a chance to visit mom's grave, put some flowers on it and wrestle with the idea of coming back up to plant bulbs in the fall.  You see, I've realized I miss the area.  I haven't really visited in years and just a few hours made me miss it.  Yes, even visiting the cemetary.

It was not the happiest way to *visit* Grandma Kirk, but it's all we have.  Nicholas is so curious about her and I so wish he could know her.  Unfortunately, it will only be through our memories and our visit to the cemetary did spark a few.  

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As we walked around looking for my grandparents' plot, we passed the neighbors who lived down the street from us in Morrisville.  We passed my aunt's marker, as well as those of people we did not know, however, the kids were curious all the same.  Nick found the markers for the veterans fascinating and  could not believe some of the monuments erected (or "houses" in his mind).

We decided that we will definitely make a fall trip, if the schedule allows.  If nothing else, to allow the kids to explore the area that I loved even as an adult.  And, maybe it will trigger more memories that allow them to know Grandma just a little bit better, especially Nick, since he will never have a chance to meet her in person.

 

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This was supposed to be last week's {this moment}. However, lest everyone think that my children were being disrepectful (far from it) or that it seemed to be too morbid, I felt a little explanation should tag along.

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