Memorial Day..

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remember when I was younger, I always looked forward to Memorial Day, even the grave hopping. After we went to visit all the graves, we would get together and have a picnic of some sort. Usually it is a day that does not shine, but rains. Even so we would get a blanket and set out a picnic on our living room floor, and still have a picnic/BBQ, rain or shine. Now it is just another day, one that I can not help thinking about three little angels that I pray continue to look down on me. In March of 1999, my little girl Joy was born, she was what you would call stillborn. January of 2000, my little son Kyle was born, he lived for 10 wonderful, but very short hours. And then November of 2001, another son Bradley was born, who let us be with him for 2 and a half hours. They are all buried at the Milbourne Cemetery, by Ft.Bridger, and Mt. View Wyoming. I very rarely make it there on Memorial Day, but am thankful, because they are still being taken care of. I have a very good friend that makes things for them almost every year, I still have the things she makes, and it amazes me of the thought and care she puts into those crafts for them, and for me. This year, once again I will not be making it home for Memorial Day, but they are as of often on my mind, and in my heart. I miss them with everything that is in me, even though I had a very short time with them. This year I have the blessing of feeling a little one growing and moving in me, she will be born in July and I can not wait to meet her. Thanks to all of you for the love and support I have always felt from every one of you. I sincerely love you all very much!