Girls Gone Wild!

The girls and I are in Utah this week. Megan is attending a camp in Logan and Camille and I are staying with my sister Stacey. It has been a lot of fun. We have been very busy. Tomorrow we will go and stay with my sister Sydney. We spent our first full day, Saturday, at the mall. It is so nice to be back where I can actually shop. I am sure William is not pleased. The first thing the girls and I do when we come to Utah is go to the cemetery where Troy is buried. I have not taken pictures of it since they day of his funeral. I thought the girls would like a picture. It was a beautiful day. Every time I visit the cemetery, I feel bad about how dusty is headstone is. This visit we took a broom, water and rags to clean if up a little. The girls worked so hard to get the dirt out of the letters of his name. It was touching to see them both working so hard to make it look beautiful. After about 20 minutes of cleaning, they were satisfied enough to put their flowers down. When the girls were little, we would go up every week and take flowers to his grave. Camille would always choose a yellow flower, usually a sunflower. Megan would choose a pink rose. When we stopped at the flower shop, I didn't even tell them what to choose. Camille went right for the yellow and Megan for the pink. The shop didn't have sunflowers, so daisies would have to do. Megan found the perfect pink rose. I always take a red rose, and that day was no exception. I am so glad that I chose this particular place for him. It is peaceful and beautiful. The girls and I can just sit and talk and not be bothered. It is very private. The cemetery always has bunnies running around. Usually, the girls find them and try to catch one. We didn't see any on this visit. At least the deer will enjoy the flowers! It was a nice time for the girls and I to be together there. The next day, we drove up to Salt Lake to have dinner and spend some time with Troy's parents. They just bought a home there. For the last several years we have seen them, it hasn't been in their home. Because they live foreign, we usually see them in Utah or they come to Oregon to visit. It was nice to see familiar things in their new home. The girls spent the afternoon looking through Troy's baby book and photo albums. I am grateful for Troy's family and the huge part they have in our life. I am grateful that when we are with them, it feels like they are getting a little bit of Troy. His family is wonderful. They love us so much. I am grateful for their love for William, too. They have accepted him like a true part of the family. And I am grateful that William encourages us to be with them. I am thankful that I can go and remember Troy and know that I am free to still love him and not feel guilty. William is a very special person. I know that he is unlike any other man. I am a very lucky girl.