02/14/2023
The practice of leaving flowers at graves started thousands of years ago when the ancient Greeks would honor their fallen warriors.
5 years later on this day, I’m still leaving flowers on behalf of Juandalyn Bailey, Bertricia, Bertrand Jr., Bertshalyn, Berjuanette, Bertholomew, Bertabitha, Bertrick, and Berthaddeus for this warrior who has gone to be with the Lord.
Every time I come out to his gravesite I’ll cry so hard because I miss him so much.
To hear him laugh, get a bear hug, or to hear him tell me “I love you,” there is nothing I would do.
As a grown man with a family of my own, it made me strive to do and be better to hear him say, “I’m proud of you.” No one could say it like him, it just didn’t mean the same.
Mom, I got flowers with yellow because that’s your favorite color and a red one because of Valentine’s Day.
I’m going to Braums (Orange Sherbert Freeze with a fresh lime, Dad’s Favorite Drink)
