Yesterday was Memorial Day. We decided to go out the Lakewood cemetery to visit Mark's Dads grave. It has been quite a while since we have been out there. We used to go when the kids were younger. I was surprised at the activity at the cemetery. They had trolley and horse rides as well as tours of the cemetery. It reminded me a bit of when I was a kid. I remember several times going out to the cemetery (I think for Memorial Day) to have a picnic. My grandparents would bring along hoes and watering cans. It was a time to tend to the graves, check out old headstones and just enjoy being together.
I didn't see any picnics at the cemetery yesterday. I did see people gathered together to honor their loved ones. I saw hundreds of American flags to mark those soldiers who gave their lives for our freedom. I saw people who didn't want to forget.
When you think about it, the time spent in a penalty box is time well spent. A chance to catch your breath and think about what happened –a chance to take a breather and contemplate life, and to figure out your next move. Since I can’t have a penalty box at hone, I thought I would create one here for myself.
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