Some Things Don't Have An Answer

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This husband and I…

Tried again…to find the gravesite of that mother of his…her tragic passing in a car accident…when he was three…leaving a sad little hole…in his heart…looking for closure perhaps…or some physical evidence to remember her by…we took up the search again…

This time…contacted members of the cemetery board…where she rests…wonderful people…so helpful…so kind…said there had been headstones hidden in grass…perhaps hers was one…suggested we look in the back…where they had mowed…sadly no records had been kept…as to who was buried where…some headstones made in concrete…crumbled…not able to withstand…the test of time…

Armed with hope…this husband and I…combed the grounds…looking for that elusive headstone…known to be shaped…in a heart…but luck…was not there…did find one weary unmarked partial heart…in the vicinity of other family…so maybe…just…maybe…

And maybe…some things…never have an answer…aren’t meant to be…but this husband of mine…already hatching a plan…for next year…reach out…try to find distant relatives…maybe there’s someone…who knows someone…who knows someone…who knows…

And who knows…the answer…may be there…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…