I took a set of Lou Gehrig baseball cards to Matt's grave today. First time there since he was buried. I hadn't seen the plaque yet. My grandparents had left some evergreen branches there, and either Elaine or Joe had left some branches and a Christmas card.
Deborah went with me. I don't think I could have done it without her there. As it was, I bawled. The two people who have died that I was closest two are buried within 5 feet of each other. My great grandmother Othelia, Momommy to us, is buried a step away from Matt.