Finding Family

I always wondered where my maternal grandparents were buried. I never met them, and my mom never took me there to visit.

Oddly, the cemetery is private, so I trespassed and set about walking the hills to find them.

It is blustery today, but I braved the wind and enjoyed the view.

I was overwhelmed by the prospect of climbing the cemetery, but stopped and asked, “Where would you and Dad bury them?”

I felt the urge to turn and walk towards the first large hilltop and there it was.

Tears filled my eyes as I met my grandparents for the first time.

My lovechild moment for the day.