Thursday, August 5, 2010


Dear Lilly,
 Daddy and I came to visit you yesterday. It was hard. We went shopping for flowers worthy of being put on your grave...but we could find none.
 So we settled for a semi pretty bunch of yellow and orange flowers. They scream "happy"...even though we are not.
 There are so many little graves around yours. The one nearest to you belonging to a little boy named Mason. :) Daddy says that y'all must be friends in Heaven. He joined you and Jesus in February.
 It breaks my heart all over again every time I visit you there in that cemetery. I hate that word cemetery. I hate headstone, I hate silk flowers...and I especially hate carnations.
 Daddy picked up some pink carnations for you, and I immediately placed them back on the shelf. Carnations remind me of death, and that's something that I'm reminded of enough without having to add to it.
 I just want you to know that we love you Little Girl - and we always will. You're the most beautiful baby I'll ever know.

Until next time....


1 comment:

  1. you should keep writing to her. even if it's the same. baby lost parents need to read these words, to feel they are not alone. i was at the cemetery today visiting our boys. Our only 2 children, buried side by side. it has been one year today since my first son passed into Heaven. the ache is big and awful. i am praying for your family right now. may God continue to heal and bring hope. you are a good momma.