my DH and i went to the cemetary this morning because his parents are both deceased. my nephew is at another cemetary and we always go there on holidays too.i lost a child many years ago and have always felt since there was not buriel that i could go to my nephews grave to grieve, that he is takeing care of her for me.there is a section in the cemetary that is called Baby Land where only babys and small children are buried.some of those gravesites date back to 1960.some of the graves always have flowers on them(even some of the really old ones) but others never do.someone had gone through and put a flower of some kind on every single grave.it was such a sight and a beautiful surprise as i often wonder how people just forget these children.ther were many small christmas trees, wreaths, toys,gift boxes and xmas decor of all kinds on some of the graves.it was very windy here yesterday and some had blown over so i walked down every row and straightened up everything that had been blown over.i left with such a good feeling that all of those babys felt loved on this christmas day because of some kind soul that had alot of flowers.
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