I have been a terrible mother...I haven't been to the cemetery to visit in, well, a couple of months maybe? I have had intentions, as I drive by the cemetery every time I go to my parents house, but I usually end up staying past dark when I go...not that I haven't spent after dark hours in the cemetery, but not with our daughter. The past month has been so chaotic with the holidays and doctor visits and the hustle and bustle of life that my dear sweet momma actually placed his Christmas tree at his graveside this year. Today, I finally stopped to pay a visit and this is what I found...
I cannot fully express just how unbelievably heart warming it is to visit my sons grave and find gifts left by others... I LOVE that someone else in the world thinks of him too.
Thank you momma. I love you.
And as usual....the moon was brightly shining above...my sweet boys way of saying hello.