Weekend: Game and Cemetery

Scary title, huh? Well, those were two events I captured via photography this weekend. The first one being Belle's big Friday night cheerleading performance. She went to 'Pee Wee' Cheer Camp all last week at Shiloh which ended in a show-stopping performance at halftime of the Shiloh football game on Friday night. It was hilarious... so cute, but so funny to us to see her cheer. Here are some pictures from the game.










Then Saturday morning we woke up early and drove to Grandpa's. Sunday afternoon, I took the girls to visit Grandma's grave. We call it 'where Grandma's picture is'. (I don't want to confuse them.) Of course, I had my camera, and took some pictures. I hope that doesn't freak people out. I guess I can see how it might. And it may be weird... I don't know. But, for me, I know she's in Heaven, but her grave is a special place for me. Not gross. Not morbid. I wrote something similar to what I'm TRYING to say in my book. I'll try to find it and add it at the end of this post. Anyway... here is my favorite picture.


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Near the cemetery fence she almost tripped but somehow maintained her balance and threw open the gate and stumbled inside to her parents’ grave. She gasped for air as she fell to the ground near the tombstone that read Boudrow in dark, carved letters. She was sweating and freezing, her teeth, chattering. She moaned in pain, holding her chest above a wildly beating heart. Slowly she rolled to her back on top of the grave and hugged her body with her bare arms.

“Hey Mama.” She whispered with difficulty.

She paused as if waiting for a response and stared at the stars above.
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But if you are still determined to think taking pictures in a cemetery is freaky, let me show you freaky.


AHHHHHHHHHH!!!