A picnic at the cemetery.
It isn't a celebration - that's for sure.
It's just nice to be with those who understand.
It's a weird day. We were all a little quiet and reserved.
Didn't cry. Didn't laugh. Didn't even reminisce much.
Just spent an hour with those that could make it.
We missed Manda (in Indiana), Adam (in DC), Dad (at work) and, OF COURSE, Mom. :)