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Monday, May 27, 2013

Memorial Day.

I've been sitting here thinking of  the meaning of this day. I've lost so many friends and family over the years it's scary.
   The first funeral I went to was a grandfather when I was sixteen. Then over the years so many more ,grandparent, parents, uncles , aunts , friends. So strange, them lying there in their coffins, whole , looking as though their napping in their Sunday clothes , yet cold and hard.
   I want to cry out ,where are you standing beside me ? Are sitting in the front row watching the event? Your body is here but your not.
   I believe in god and an after life, but what? A heaven with streets of gold never was that appealing to me. Even as a child sitting in the pew with my parents I questioned the point of gold streets. I'm there's some plan god has just can't grasp what it can be.

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