NJ and cemeteries

I'm from NJ...yes New Jersey...and no please don't say it the way you think I say it, it's embarrassing. Anyhow, I sent my mother and my sons to NJ for 3 weeks!! Amazing. I had to jiggle some finances to finance the trip. I wish I could have gone and attended my friends wedding but sometimes things aren't attainable. My mother hasn't really called me much, she's busy visiting places and people and things. I called her the other day and she sounded happy...back in the old neighborhood, at the beach, in seaside, at Great Adventure, on Bergenline Ave...shopping and such. She's taken the boys even to see their great-grandparents which is cool. It really had an impact on them because they saw their own last name on the stones and graves. My mom wanted to take a picture of them in the cemetery...I know, I know...it's creepy, but you have to know my mother...thankfully my boys have more than half my genes and declined the picture taking cemetery moment...lol. I'm glad to see that they are able to realize that a cemetery is not a joyful place for a picture. That made me happy. I sometimes miss NJ. Most of my family lives out there still. We keep in touch but sometimes it's not the same.