I went to see Little Women over the weekend (the musical production), and I really enjoyed it, but no without getting really emotional during the second act. I knew it was going to be emotional, because that part has always had a way with me; however, this time it really hit hard. Having lost a sibling that I was really close to recently, that hit extremely close. I knew exactly what Jo was going through, having that time period following my brother's death when I really struggled for a month or so to do anything creative. The song the mother sings to her hit really hard as well, that her sister will live on inside her. I was really glad I wore the waterproof mascara that day! I think it took me a couple of hours after that play to work it out of my system--going on a walk helped. The first anniversary of my brother's death is still two months away, so there are still some things that are still really tender. I have watched my aunt, who is now in her late 70s right now, and she still gets emotional over her brother that she lost when she was a teenager. I look at that and thing, Great, that's what I have to look forward to for the rest of my life! 😉 No, it's really sweet to see that she still thinks fondly of her little brother even to this day.
We've been anticipating getting his gravestone in for a long time. There were a few hindrances that prevented it from coming out sooner, but as in the past week or so, it's finally there! Some of my other family members have seen it, but I haven't yet. I'm glad we were able to get it there by Easter, because it's become a little bit of a new thing for us to go visit the cemetery on Easter as a reminder of the significance of the day in Christianity and how that act affects our deceased loved ones (for those who don't understand what I'm talking about, it's our belief that because of the resurrection, our loved ones will live again in a more complete and perfected body). I really like going to the cemetery on that day. It's peaceful and since it's always in the Spring, flowers are beginning to grow and the grass in the area is turning green again. More often than not, the sky is a beautiful blue hue with wispy little white clouds. There is a road nearby, but it doesn't disturb the area. Birds are singing and the cool breeze is blowing. It's perfect in its own way. I look forward to being able to decorate his stone for the first time.
I never uploaded my funeral talk for my brother on here, and I might do so for his year anniversary. It explains the quote on the back of the stone. In the front is a sun, because he really loved looking at the light, and that reminded us constantly of who the real light is.
I blotted out some of the information obviously. Perhaps it was unnecessary, but it helped me figure out how to use another tool that I hadn't used before, and I love new discoveries, so perhaps it wasn't a useless attempt.
