A few days ago I wheeled this cannon into the front yard and placed a tattered and burned – yet still glorious – flag by its side. Somehow – for me – it symbolized our family’s resolve to move past this sad event and rebuild my parents’ home. I have never been one for aggressive patriotic symbols … but this just felt right. And it gave me some strength. That’s what counts.
The kids, Sydney & Isaac, seemed to find it interesting and meaningful as well.
Thank you for all the love & well wishes. My parents are holding up well. They have alot of support and all will be well – of that I have no doubt 🙂 I will keep in touch regarding the rebuild.