May 4th
Yesterday, we celebrated Mother’s Day the same way that we’ve celebrated it every year since my mother’s death; we went to the cemetery. I don’t like going to the cemetery, but my father does. He talks to my mother’s grave as if she’s really there, listening to him. I can’t do that. Even though I know that my mother’s body is buried there, I just don’t like the idea of talking to a bunch of […]