On this Memorial Day and weekend, I was wondering if anyone still put Memorial wreaths on the grave of a loved ones? It seems that the meaning of Memorial Day has lost it’s true meaning.

Memorial Day is a day to honor and remembered our veterans and loved ones who had passed away. Memorial Day weekend is now officially the start of summer.

I know that my parents and their generation would be the one to put Memorial wreaths on the graves of loved ones.

In this blog, I will be looking at a lasting gift and making memories. If you make a memories for loved ones left behind, they may be gone physically but not spirituality. The memories of loved ones will last forever. Even when they are gone, you can still feel their presence through their spirit.

You’ll never see a hearse pulling a U-haul. The reason is, you can’t take it with you when you’re gone.

In the ancient days, the Egyptians pharaohs would build pyramids for them and all their belongings. They believed that they could take it with them.

Instead you should spend the days of your life making memories in the lives of those you love beginning today.

As Woody Allen quoted, “80% of success in life is just showing up.” Spend time with your family and loved ones-for no reason at all but to be there. You will witness miracles you might otherwise miss forever.

By leaving a legacy, a memory behind that will be worth more than any inheritance you may received. Like in the song, “Cats in the Cradle,” a son came to his dad wanting attention, and the dad was too busy for his child. Then when the child grew up and in reverse, the father wanting to spend time with the son, the son was too busy to spend time with his father. In other words, if parents are too busy to spend time with their children, they will remembered that when they get older and when their parents are no longer with them.

A picture is worth a thousand memories but as the song by Brad Paisley, “Who needs pictures with a memory like mine.”

I remembered when my mother was alive, she hated going through her trunk because she said, it had too much memories that made her sad. After she passed away, I inherited the trunk and when I went through it I found a lot of junk; which meant nothing to me. Don’t get me wrong, I did find some important things in the trunk as well, either for me or someone else. I found my rosary when I was a baby in the Catholic Church; even though, I’m not Catholic anymore, I kept it because it was a gift given to me by my Aunt Millie, who was also my Godmother.

The best gift a parent can leave their child is spending time with them. You are making memories for them to have when they get old and you are no longer with them. Not just parents though, even friends or a special person in your life. There was a young man, who I took under my wings that meant so much to me. I cherished the memories I had made with him. I can at time feels his spirit with me.

Just like even though, my parents are gone, their spirit is with me. When I was in a car accident coming down from Mount Rainier, I believed that it was my mother’s spirit that was watching over me.

When you’re making memories, make sure they are good ones. I have good memories and I have bad memories. The good memories, I will cherish, and the bad memories I would rather forget. I have more memories with my step-dad than with my real father. I remembered one time, he carried me upstairs to my cousin’s room while we were on a family vacation, at my one Aunt’s home.

Then there are memories from my past involving abuse that I would rather forget but has a lasting effect on my life as well.

Making memories is a gift that will last a lifetime. It’s more valuable than any inheritance. Don’t get me wrong, I do appreciate the inheritance I had received. I cherished the memories more. As Bob Hope sang, “Thanks for the Memories.”

On this Memorial Day, cherished the memories of your loved ones. May you remembered them always. I cherished my memories I have of my parents and friends. If you have any memories and this blog speak to you, I hope that you will like this blog.

Memorial Day isn’t about putting wreaths on the grave or the beginning of summer. It’s about remembering those who are no longer with you for some reasons.