The Stone

Julia's stone was placed at the cemetery a couple of weeks ago. Even though I had been visiting her burial site every week, I was totally unprepared to actually see the stone there with her name on it. The stone has her name and dates and the phrase "I Carry Your Heart." It's just so final. We all went that day as a family. It was cold and windy, so we had a good reason not to linger.  I waited about 10 days before going again. I wanted to change out the flowers and I wanted to go (alone) on a nice day.  On Tuesday, the weather was beautiful and the kids were in school, so I had time to go. The sun was shining and there was a light breeze. Julia is buried beneath a holly tree that is filled with wind chimes.  The wind chimes sounded beautiful.  This time I felt so much more peace, if not less sadness.  I sang happy (fifteen month) birthday and placed new flowers.  Nearby there was a tent set up for another precious little angel gone too soon.  I said a prayer for the families of every child buried in the Garden of Angels. There are too many stones.  Love you, precious girl.