Monday, May 10, 2010
On our way home from Utah, a couple of weeks ago, we decided to stop and visit Clint's Mom and Dad's grave site. A few days earlier I was putting Elsa and Abby to bed and was telling them stories of when I was little, then we got on the subject of Grandma and Grandpa Singer. I guess I mentioned them in a story about when Dallin was a baby or something. I can't remember how they were brought up. Anyway, Elsa asked where they were, I told her they were in the spirit world waiting to see us again. Then we got to talking about how they were in the hospice before they died, and of course I had to explain that a hospice is where people who are going to die go until they die. So, naturally, her response was, "Oh, so they're bones are there?" I said, "No, we had them (their whole bodies) buried in a little town near St. George." "Maybe we can stop so you can see their graves when we're in Utah, would you like that?" They both were excited about that. So on our way home, we stopped and put flowers on their graves.