Place Graf#12

                                There was a calming aroma of freshly cut grass in the air. Flowers looked as if they were always in bloom. But as you walk closer to them, you would realize their stiffer than normal appearance, they were fake. Though, regardless of the feel of fresh flowers, the brightness of the colors would create a beautiful arrangement. I would walk to the headstone and place her lucky charm on the top. Her lucky frog always gave her great fortune, especially at Bingo. Maybe it would sound strange that I could feel comforted, where others would feel emptiness. I have had many important conversations here. Just because I couldn't actually hear the advice or was able to give a hug in appreciation, didn't mean I didn't take it all to heart.Because we have had many laughs here, too! I would pick the overgrown weeds around the fencing, as weed whacking must be prohibited, and then brushed the excess dried grass off the lawn ornaments. It felt like I was doing her house keeping in a weird sort of way. Holidays, birthdays and just the weekend get-togethers are never the same without her.  Those were my most favorite memories. Sometimes if I would close my eyes and just think back, I can almost smell her sweet scent of Pond's cold cream and orchids. May sound stupid, but it was the smell that was embedded in my memory of her. And that scent would bring me back to those happy times. It's always hard to leave, but it would get dark out soon. Not anyone's favorite place after dark. But before I would go, I kiss my fingertips and place it on her name. "I love you Lola and don't worry, I'll be back soon."