I'm dedicating this post to my grandson Ben, who as some of you know would have been 21 this past Monday.
We met his Dad and oldest sister at the cemetery; spent two hours sharing our thoughts, smiling, tearing up. It touched my soul to remember our sweet Ben in this way.
After we'd been home a while, Patti got a phone call from Mallory, the young girl who had been with Ben the night he passed away. I could hear laughter from
the living room, and learned that she and some of
his guy friends were then at the cemetary. This is what
they did while they were there; one of the "boys"
actually planted real flowers around, and others
had left beer to celebrate his 21st birthday with him.
Ben had a lot of sweet friends who remember
him still. He made his mark by always returning
those friendships. I believe my daughter is finally
finding some peace; I know I am.
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