Matthew's headstone was put in several months after his funeral. Before it got there, my dad prepared the area by installing an extra drip line to T's plot and laying sod from the temple. He did a great job preparing the plot, and I'm pretty sure it was the greenest square in the entire cemetery. My mom makes sure to keep decorations by his grave, and his friends even bring him flowers and other things.
The head stone looks great. It has a picture of T in the center and along the bottom says, Loving Son & Brother, Called Home to Serve. Also on the headstone is a volleyball and a temple, to symbolize the things that were important to him.
It's been so long since he's passed, you'd think I'd be used to going to the cemetery and seeing his picture on a headstone. That's something you never get used to seeing though. It might feel normal after more time passes, but I doubt it. He was just so full of life, I never considered that he could just be gone one day. Although, he's not completely gone...whenever something weird happens, like the ceiling fan randomly turning on or the TV channel switched on it's own, we always say that Matthew is here. It's a fun way for us to keep him around. I also believe that he's still nearby keeping his eye on us.
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