It’s Memorial Day weekend and that got me to thinking about those loved ones who are no longer with me. I know I should be thinking of all the military men and women who have given their lives for their country and for the ones who are still in harm’s way…and I do keep them in my thoughts and prayers but right now I can’t help thinking about those who’ve passed on.

I thought this would be a good time to take a few moments to pay tribute to those we’ve loved and lost.
I’ll start first:
My father-in-law. He died when he was only fifty-one after a three year battle with leukemia. He was a great guy, very funny and personable, loved to draw characatures of people on restaurant place mats. Everyone loved Roger.
My father. He was the kind of guy who got down on the floor and played games with me when I was a child. A man who drove a whole carload of girls to out-of-town sporting events. A quiet gentle man with a deep love for animals and the environment.
My mother. My best friend. She was a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn’t about to let anything get in her way. A woman who was a good friend to many. She made me feel special and important and most of all, loved.
My aunt. My mother’s sister. She did her best to keep the family events going. A sweet person who could always find the silver lining in any situation.
There are other relatives I could name but none that really mattered to me. I’m sure you know how it is…you’re related by blood but you really don’t know each other. Sad but true.
Who do you miss? Whose graves will you visit? Whose memories will sneak into your thoughts this holiday weekend?
Take a moment to share a few thoughts about them here and, in doing so, pay your respects.



























































































May 23rd
2009
10:17 am
Shana Said:
I miss my father-in-law. He passed away almost 3 years ago. I didn’t know him very well, and I wish I would hve had the chance to know him better.
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May 23rd
2009
9:28 pm
Quilt Lady Said:
I think about my mother who passed at the age of 58 and she spent her last two year in a nursing home paralysised from the neck down and unable to speak, this was cause from an infection around the brain. I was eight and half pregnate with my only child at the time and the baby was born two weeks later. She never got to see him. This post is for you mom I love you!
My dad passed at 71 from a lawn mower accident. We miss you!
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May 23rd
2009
9:56 pm
Caffey Said:
I miss my mom and each time I could go to visit my hometown, I would visit her grave and just share so much with her. As I can’t travel with my health right now, I’ve been taking time just to lay back and talk to her no matter where I am. My mom died to ovary cancer and I ask her so much to help me through this. I remember the last visit to her. I was at a conference and the drive to her house was about 3 hours away. I couldn’t stop thinking of her and I ended up walking out and leaving the conference and drove to visit her and climbed into bed with her and she handed me a romance book and I read to her. She introduced me to that love of reading romance. Love you and thanks mom!
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May 23rd
2009
10:07 pm
Cindy Kirk Said:
Shana,
That’s the hard thing…when someone dies so young. Hopefully your husband will share stories with your children to make his father come alive for them
Caffey,
My mother introduced me to the love of reading romance,too!
Quilt Lady,
It’s hard when both parents are gone. But to leave behind children who loved them is a great legacy.
Thanks to all of you for sharing and paying tribute to your loved ones.
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May 24th
2009
7:25 am
kristan higgins Said:
What a poignant posting, Cindy! Of course, I remember my family members who’ve died, but your question put me in mind of someone I don’t actually know. The grave across from my father’s is for a boy who died in a sledding accident. His family moved out of state, and though he and I never met, I plant flowers for him. My father’s been gone for 20 years, and for all that time, I’ve sort of adopted Justin’s grave. I think of him as my buddy. I’m sure his parents miss him every day and have their own ways of honoring his memory, but I just couldn’t bear to have a child’s grave go untended. So while I can’t exactly remember him, I think of him every time I go up there.
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May 24th
2009
7:57 am
Cindy Kirk Said:
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Kristan,
What a beautiful thing to do. I knew you had a kind soul the moment we first met. This just confirms it!
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