This was the first Memorial Day that I have had a grave to visit. Raegan and I went to see my dad's grave this evening. Why does it never get any easier? I miss my dad daily, he was such an example for good in my life.
Since moving to Pleasant Grove, my dad always wanted to hike to the G on the mountain. He never got to. So before he passed away Raegan made a promise to him that as soon as she could she would hike the G for him and bring back a rock. On Saturday she did just that. (you can see the G on the mountain above his grave)
























