For me, her garden is more than just a flower bed. Her garden symbolizes so much. It’s actually hard to put into words, but I’ll try.
It represents peace…
dreams, broken and new.
It is a reminder of beauty and pain.
It is a constant work in progress. If you’ve ever seen it in person, you know that for a fact! ;)
I like to think of it lately as a place where dreams flourish.
I take my cares to this place, though I wish I had more time to spend in her garden. When I am there, usually Bubby is wrapped in his own little world, doing things that little boys do. It’s a nice, though often short- quiet time.
I’m almost glad it’s something that’s never quite done.
I’ve spoken to so many babylost mamas who have thought about starting a garden in their baby’s memory, and if you haven’t I encourage you to give it a try. :) Gardening isn’t everyone’s forte, and if I’m totally honest- it’s not mine either! But when I do make baby steps and actually keep a plant alive (yay me!) it helps this dream build- of a quiet place of peace, built by my two hands for her.
Yesterday I saw one cottontail bunny fly past our yard, out of the garden. I kept watering the flowers and to my surprise, there was another :)
She stayed for a while, but then hopped out of sight. See her hiding behind the arch? :)
If you keep a garden in your baby(ies)’s memory, in what ways has it helped your healing?