at the cemetery

We buried my mom’s ashes over the weekend. Lee was up from Tennessee for Christmas so we made the trip to Pennsylvania to the cemetery where Daddy is buried. The weather was miserable – freezing rain – but in character with her memorial service back in 2003 – a blizzard. It was a very small family affair – no pastor, no flowers, no fancy trappings. John had prepared a few scriptures and we spoke briefly about what made Mom special. We sang “There iDaddy's gravestones a Balm in Gilead”, a song I remember Mom singing often in church. The service was about the three of us being together and remembering. It was perfect.

Mom gave her body to science when she died back in 2003. We had a memorial service two weeks later in the middle of a blizzard. Not very many people made it but it was a nice time to reconnect with the family who did that we hadn’t seen in a while. We got Mom’s cremains back about two years later and we’ve been discussing what to do with them since. There were lots of options, but we settled on burying her with Daddy in a military cemetery in Philadelphia. We took time to drive by the family homes of both sets of grandparents and the church of our childhood – so many memories, mostly good ones. I can’t believe I didn’t think to get out the camera when we drove by Grandmom and Grandpop Craymer’s house but I managed Grandmom Stoughton’s house and the church.

Grandmom Stoughton's houseFaith Church


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