We ventured to Woodland Cemetery in Des Moines and laid flowers at the grave of the family who built the barn we're trying to save from demolition.
I taught my son that at one time, all of the headstones were someone. They were people who shaped our city, our state and our country. They were someone's mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers...and yes, even children. Liam chose to leave a flower at a little boy's stone, who was only 4 when he died.
Dying is a part of life. After experiencing the funeral of Great Grandpa Bob, my son knows about death. Having his dad over in Iraq when he was only two, he knew about the news, soldiers dying and the sacrifices soldiers made for us.
Make it Memorable on Memorial Day. Make it a learning experience.
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