The gravestones stood silently, row upon row like soldiers long forgotten, a scream shattered the silence... Memorial day weekend I went and put flowers on family graves in Mountain Home Idaho. Wandering through the graveyard it felt like something was watching me. I tried to put it off like it was nothing. But honestly I was a little creeped out.
On the other hand I wonder if it was my family trying to tell me something... I wasn't ready for any of them to go, yet God was ready for them when he took them from me.
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