We had a beautiful birthday celebration at her grave. We removed her winter flowers and replaced them with a beautiful Springtime arrangement. Jaden made her a necklace and eason brought a ceramic bird that belonged to my Grandmother. Will and I arranged the flowers and the kids placed their things on her grave. Family and friends came and supported us with giggles and stories and words of wisdom. It wasn't fancy. It was unorganized. It was awkward mingling....much like the birthday celebrations of my other children:)
Thank you for celebrating with us.... those of you that came and braved the breezy day and those of you that sweetly remembered and honored us with prayer. We felt it....the breath of God(although wintery today) blowing over us....whisking fear and doubt away....taking with it guilt and bad memories and bringing life where there was death.
We praise Him for her life...for each kick, each swallow, each turn she made....each brainwave, heartbeat and thought of her Spirit. Her life matters....and we are so thankful. She only had one birth day...but it mattered.
"She only had one birth day...but it mattered."
ReplyDeleteSo much in that one sentence right there. Love to you...