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28-5-2008 - Memorial Day

My mood while writing this blog: Trying to cope

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Memorial day was hard. I decided that I was going to visit the burial site. I made this choice about a week ago. My other half and I had to run to the store to pick up a few items. He said he would stay in the car because I would only be in the store for a few minutes. Well, it took me a little longer so he came into the store. I was at the check out paying for the items and he seen that I purchased some flowers for the site. He looked at the flowers and then at me then at the flowers and again at me. Never said a word. I never said anything either. I figured he and I both knew what they were for. Skip ahead to Friday before Mermorial Day. I mentioned that I had something to do on Monday morning. He never asked what so I guessed he knew. I reminded him on Sumday night as we laid in bed going to sleep and asked him did he want to go with me while I did what I needed to do. Again either him or I mentioned what exactly what it was that I needed to do. He responded that he did not have any where to take the other children. (They do not know I was pregnant or that the baby had died) I was okay with his response and left it alone. I figured I would have to do this alone from the beginning anyways. Well anyways, I woke up Monday (Memorial Day) and got dressed. He woke up and seen that I was almost ready to leave and he asked, "What time are we leaving?". I simply answered in a few minutes. He responded, "I guess I better get up and get dressed." I did not say anything to him just waited until he was ready. We dropped the children off at Grandma's and he went with me. I was so thankful. At the burial site, he got out the car and walked up to the site with me. Allowed me to place the flowers and rubbed my back as I cried. Then we walked away. We did not say much as we drove home. It was like he understood that I needed to do this and he was ok with that. I am sooo thankful that he went and that he understood without me having to say much. Looking back, this was something that was hard for me to do but I needed to visit the burial site. I needed to be there and it a strange way it helped. I know I have a place to go when I need to.

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