Hale Family Reunion Day 3, Part 2

After the farwell brunch, we followed my dad to the cemetery to have our own little private memorial of sorts. The rain had not let up, and it was slow going making our way to the familial plots.

I wasn't able to attend either of my grandparent's funerals.
And seeing their markers in the grass came
with an overwhelming sense of guilt.
I miss them. So much.