MLK Day Rant-Part 2

I was thinking about this topic all weekend although I have thought about it before. I came up with the title based on a hymn of the same title. (Former title: My Father Planned It All). As a side note, I remember singing the chorus of this hymn over and over again the ONE time I visited the cemetery and was walking/being pulled by Shiloh all around. The chorus is "I sing through the shade and the sunshine, I trust You whatever befall, I sing for I cannot be silent, My Father planned it all." That was a horrible day, by the way. The cemetery makes it so real. I haven't been back since. I feel like there's no point of it, like that's not where you really are. I have read other posts from other mothers who feel the same, like Chad Carr's mom, Tammi Curtis Carr, who is not sure of her role there.
   At first, I thought I would go and clean things up and keep your grave not looking neglected (double negative). I mentioned this to Nance though, and she said she could do that. I guess I don't see the point of even that-who am I to sift through what people have left, etc. That's between them and you. I just didn't want it to look "junky" but it doesn't even matter. I thought that too if people started putting things at the cross at the accident site. As I mentioned before, I didn't want it overrun with stuffed animals that got soggy and nasty from being outside, ugly fake flowers, etc. Once again, though, that's not up to me, I feel. If someone leaves a teddy bear or something, who am I to take it away? That might not happen anyway, because the area is so close to the road and the hill, etc. which is obviously dangerous in a car let alone out of a car, so maybe it will just stay as a cross. Who knows? These things are so silly to even worry about.
  The "side note" took over-I will probably need to change the title again because this is not what I wanted to write about it.