We're home! Belle absolutely panics beyond panic in the van. I don't know what that jerk who had her before did to her in the car, but she's terrified.
I cleaned the markers and then cleaned them again to make sure they are ok through the winter. I almost didn't find my SIL's. I had a big panic attack over it. Belle and I walked forever looking for it. Finally, there it was, to the left of where I remembered it. I looked all over to the right of it. Talk about relief!
The cemetery is on the end of the valley where I grew up. I got so homesick for my Aunts and Uncles that are gone and for my home. I don't belong here. I belong there. Home is not this apartment. It's a home that my Mom sold out from under me. My Dad left it for me, but she sold it.
I literally have no one but all of you to tell this. I feel very small and lonely.