Many times when I go to the cemetery to visit with Chris, I can't help but think about what she may look like now.
It bothers me a lot and I wish that those thoughts wouldn't come into my head, but they do. It bothered me that she didn't look like herself in the casket and it bothers me to even picture how she looked then, and more so, how she looks almost 6 years later.
Gosh, I hope I don't plant any seeds here, but from talking to some of my nut friends about this, we all feel the same way.
Do any of you who have buried loved ones, feel this way?