At the site of my Grandpa Art’s grave. I came here many, many times with her when I was a child.
At her son’s gravesite. (He died about 8 months previously, from cancer). She was saying the prayer that she always liked to recite. I just HAD to take a picture, I wasn’t sure why at the time. I am now so glad to have it.
This is the prayer she liked to say
O help me Lord this day to be
Thine own dear child and follow thee,
Lead me Saviour by the hand, Until I reach the heavenly land. Amen
May they both rest in peace.