This weekend is Memorial Day.
It will be the first Memorial Day in my life that my Mom won't be here (physically).
It is a family tradition to visit the graves of family members - some close - others just because Mom thought they should be remembered.
Last year she was wheeled in her wheel chair to some of the graves.
She sat in the truck at others.
It was a tradition.
It still is a tradition.
Dad has bought the Mums.
He has ordered the sprays.
The tradition continues!
