My family were first to get there and so me and the girls walked around. It just felt so special to know why we were there and that every headstone held memories, stories, tears and love.
"To the outside world, we all growold. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time." Clara Ortega
I love my family and it may seem odd, but I love this holiday. To stop and thank those who have lived a good life.
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