Growing up for me, Memorial Day was the day Grandma went to the cemetary but everyone else was just hoping for a sunny day. Now we hope it isn't "too hot." It seems the cemetary is usually too hot. But, this year it was a beautiful breezy day. 

Raeleigh still threw a couple of temper tantrums, as you can see. Neal laughed when he saw those pics, it's just life, and we celebrate it anyway. She is learning to stay off of the stones. And, Danielle is a little trooper. With her brother Gabe, then her little friend Briksten, and most recently Grandma D all in heaven she talks about it a lot. It's a tough concept for a four year old.

When we got about a mile from the cemetary we drove into what had evidentally been a thunderstorm just down the street. Thanks God for keeping us dry!

Danielle drew a picture of "the rain." And as I snapped the picture the song, "Rain" was playing. It was one of those calm moments, God seemed to be saying, be still, and know that I am God.