April 20, 2025
Another holiday without you.
Another day of tears.
So much pain, yet still so grateful,
For Easter memories throughout the years.
I stopped by your grave yesterday to decorate it for Easter.
It was a warm and beautiful day, so I sat with you for a while.
I closed my eyes and memories flooded my mind as the tears began to flow.
So many beautiful thoughts produced so many sad tears. I still can’t believe your life ended this way.
As I sat there crying, a kind lady approached me carrying a small container of yellow daisies.
She looked down at me and read the information on your grave marker.
Without thinking, I blurted out, “This is my son, John. He was murdered nine months ago.”
She shook her head with sadness, stretched out her hand, and said, “I’m so sorry. These are for you”.
“For me?” I asked.
“Yes, for you.”
I thanked her as she placed the container in my hands.
She smiled and said, “Let these flowers be a reminder that John is always with you. They have been sent with love.”
And with that, she turned and walked away.
I smiled as I watched her climb back into her car and tears began to roll down my cheeks again.
But they were joyful tears this time.
I looked at John’s grave and thought, “Even in distress, I’m still blessed.”
This sweet woman delivered John’s message of L.O.V.E.
Thank you, son.
Yellow daisies generally symbolize joy and happiness
“I will turn their mourning into joy” Jeremiah 31:13 NLT