Ive been feeling stressed out lately. Its the end of the school year for my rainbow (Christopher) and things just get hectic with his birthday coming up next week. So the other day, we went out for a drive on a cloudy day to relax since we all love cloudy/rainy days. As we passed one of the cemeteries in our town, I asked my husband to pull in. He seemed to figure out exactly what I was looking for as soon as I asked him to turn. We looked for the area for babies and when we found it, I explained the area to our son. He was really quiet as he looked at the headstones, some of whoms date of death was the same as their date of birth. We sat there quietly for a while, just thinking about all of the little Angels who should be in their families arms but arent. After a while, Christopher gives me a tight hug and asks why his sister (Syrinia) doesnt have a place like this. I explained to him that I had miscarried her too early for her to be born, so we didnt have a grave to visit for her. He said that it was okay, we would come visit these babies when we missed her.
Posted on: Tue, 27 May 2014 21:41:54 +0000
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