Then I drove another hour and a half up to the Florida National Cemetery. I brought some stones to leave by Grammy and I sat there and talked to her for a little while. When I got there, there was a family just kind of walking around and I waited until they left to start saying what I needed to say. Another woman came to visit her brother.. or her son, I can't remember, but we were talking and she really made me feel better, very sincere, and reminded me that there are still good people who understand the hurt of loss even after years. It was a trying visit and an even longer drive to Savannah.
I am now so beat, and ready to relax a day in Savannah before heading back up North. <3 love.
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