I was thinking earlier in the day today, that sometimes I regret having my son buried down in California, that I would like him to be a little nearer, when I feel the urge to visit with him...
But we had him buried down in California, near Elk, in northern Cal, because my husband was still in the military, and we did not know at the time of my sons death, that we would have settled here in Western Washington...
So we had my son buried in a little Catholic country cemetary, on the coast, overlooking the ocean, and buried right next to his favorite uncle...its just fifty miles away from where my parents lived, and where I still have many relatives...so I was comfortable with having buried down there because I knew we would be down there to visit...
But today, I had regretted that decision, when I saw all those little kids decorating the graves around here..I wanted my son nearby...
But after these reports of vandalism, now I am glad my son is buried where he is(Tho, there is no guarantee that vandalism would not occur there)...
In fact, the next time my hubby and I go down to California for a visit, hopefully this fall, we were going to go to the local Catholic Church which owns the cemetary and buy two plots, one for me and one for the hubby.....
Now we are not practicing Catholics...but my husband was baptized and made his communion and confirmation in the Catholic Church..I was raised a Methodist...but when it came to baptizing our boys, we did it in the Catholic Church because of my husbands grandmother...she felt if our boys were not baptized in the Catholic Church, it would be a horrible sin...so my minister said, go ahead and have them baptized Catholic, the Methodist Church will recognize it...
The boys always went to the Methodist Church...but when Michael died, the Priest, from Madigan Hospital, said that because he was baptized Catholic, he could be buried in a Catholic cemetary...and the same goes for the hubby, that altho he is not a practicing Catholic, because he was baptized Catholic, he can also be buried in a Catholic cemetary...
But that left me out in the cold...so I talked with the priest, who said the mass for my son...he said I could also be buried in that cemetary, even, tho I had not connection to the Catholic church, ,because they would never separate a mother from her son...so I am kind of considered Catholic by proxy...
At least I know that I will be close to my son, when we rise from the dead...its a comfort for me...