The visit. . .

I did something for the first time today. I visited Her grave. It's 5 years this year and I hadn't been there yet. I wasn't ready. Really, I still wasn't but I ended up there anyway. I was out doing something else, but took a wrong turn and ended up driving past the cemetary. I kind of decided to head in. Now, I didn't actually know where she was buried. I spent about 45 minutes looking for her grave marker. I really wasn't in a hurry to find it and in fact was trying to delay it as long as possible. I found it after a while. I almost wish that I hadn't. I couldn't handle staying there too long. I'll be going back some time eventually. Maybe I'll be able to handle it.