Juliepresley,
If you ever have the chance to go to Graceland, do it. BUt mind you it is also a very painful experience.
You will see so many prooves of a man who had so much still to live for.
All his costumes, his jewels, his guns seem so meaningless whitout him wearing it. Some costums just don't have that magic I expected them to have but then I realised it was ELVIS who made them look so special. It was the man in the costum that shined so bright and he was gone.
When you look at the faces of the fans passing by the graves I couldn't help crying. There is so much grief still there for that huge loss. I sat by and watched it very silently. People bowing their heads and kneel and pray and I suddenly realised he was something MORE , he was special, he was sent to us by God and there was a little tought in my head which said he was another son of God. That makes sense but aren't we all Gods children.
I am glad I have been at Graceland, but I mostly remember the sadness I felt sitting at his grave in the morning hours. Nature was beautiful and I saw the pool and I tought, Elvis, you should have been here enjoying your life, having fun, watching your daughter and her grandchildren instead of being here under that damm stone under so many layers of concrete. I cried and you know I don't want to think that much about it anymore it makes me even crie when I type it here. I enjoyed the house but all I could think about was him not being here to enjoye it anymore, or him laying on that bathroom floor. You know when you enter the hallway it is JUST above your head that he felt and died. I felt his presence but I know I have a ability to sense things but also that one I never share with others. People simply do not understand that and laugh with it.
It was strange at his grave I didn't feel his presence but with a breeze and the trees waving and smelling that fresh morning air I did feel peace and rest.
I think Elvis often sat in the meditation garden , he loved it there and I wonder did he ever ask someone to be burried there.

A star burned too brightly, burned out too quickly and we were left with the afterglow which has never dimmed."
ELVIS - Did you ever know you were my hero