It was a quiet day on the 4th. No real big event. We did go by Jan's grave and we picked out a design for the headstone. I was tickled that the cemetary is in earshot of a dragstrip. I am sure Jan would not be pleased with this but I couldn't have thought of a better place to be buried.
We heard the fireworks going off in our neighborhood but just really hung out here at the house. I have thought on how time moves on and how I need to give myself permission to.
