We brought my mom back to Blenheim today for an appointment and while we waited for her to finish I brought the girls to my Dad's grave. It was the first time I've been back since we put those flowers there shortly after his funeral. I cried as I stood there remembering the day we left him there, but also felt a closeness to him.
Claire had a hard time understanding that Opa's body was in the ground and that the Opa that she knew is in heaven. After explaining it a few times, I think she does understand, that Opa's "blue box" is in the ground.
I can't believe it's been a month without him.
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