Memorial Day

Bella and I in front of my Grandma and Grandpa Norman's graves.

My Mom's Family. My Grandma and Grandpa Norman.

On Memorial Day, we went to the Salt Lake City Cemetery where a lot of my ancestors are buried. We put flowers on my Grandparents grave. My Grandma Norman lived with my family for 10 years while I was growing up. She was a huge influence on my life. She died one week before I met John. She was an amazing woman, a lot like my mom. She taught me love, service and loyalty. She was a widow for 40+ years and never remarried. She never even dated. She said she never wanted to have to choose who's arms she would run to in the eternities. She was a strong and independent woman before that was the norm. I love her. I miss her. I am thankful for days like yesterday that I get to think and reminisce about her and that I get to share memories with my husband and daughter about my Grandma.

Bella putting a flower on President Hinckley's grave.

While we were there, we decided to go and see President Hinckley's grave. John knew where it was from previously seeing Sister Hinckley's. It was nice to honor and remember a man that I felt so close to, even though we never met. He was the prophet of my youth. He was the prophet when I gained my testimony of the Church. I felt close to him because of that. When I told that to my mom she said, "You feel about him the way I felt about David O. McKay and how your dad felt about Spencer W. Kimball."

President Hinckley's grave.

This makes it sound like we had a really sad day, but in reality, it was really fun and relaxing. It was fun to just be with my family with nothing else to do. We also went over to my sister, Erin's house for a BBQ. It was a good kick-off to summer-corn on the cob and all.