The latest in my occasional series as I process my feelings and thinking since the death of my mother last year. Today I reflect on why I visit the grave. The reason? Of course it’s love. Obvious? I guess so. But meaningful and refreshing.

Remember, “Weeping may remain for a night, but joy cometh in the morning“ Psalm 30

Apologies for the wind noise by the way, but I didn’t have my fancy microphone with me.