Every Memorial Day I visit the cemetery. I alternate between the two cemeteries where my grandparents are buried. This year I visited my maternal grandparents at Bohemian National Cemetery in Chicago. Founded in 1877, it is one of two Chicago cemeteries on the National Register of Historic Places.
I have been coming here as long as I can remember, then visiting great-grandparents and other relatives buried here as well. It may sound odd, but it feels like home to me...
There are so many angels and masoleums here.
I noticed on this visit that most of the angels are holding a lily facing down. I think I need to research why this is...
Except for this statue:
But hopefully the family found solace in it.
On Memorial Day, I also pulled the wool for my next project:
Hopefully I'll be able to pick it up again soon and will share some progress.
"We are sure of this because Christ was raised from the dead, and he will never die again. Death no longer has any power over him. When he died, he died once to break the power of sin. But now that he lives, he lives for the glory of God. So you also should consider yourselves to be dead to the power of sin and alive to God through Christ Jesus."