This post may seem a tad reeediculous if you have never lost a child. But it is what it is.
Sometimes going to see Jenna at the cemetery is still hard, and sometimes it’s something my heart NEEDS to do.
About a week or so ago, Amy and I went to see our girls. Nevaeh is buried yards away from Jenna. It’s crazy to think that both our daughters died at the same hospital, they are buried near each other and only a month after Jenna passed, Nevaeh was diagnosed with Leukemia.
Life is so unpredictable.
I was telling Amy it makes me sad that toys for the cemetery don’t exist. This is the ridiculous part ya’ll. But does anyone else see my point? If you take fluffy stuffed animals they eventually get all muddy. I have a solution for the time being though. See, a while back my mom got me this garden hook that sticks in the ground from which you can hang stuff. So we did. We placed it right next to her marker and hung different things for different seasons. A year and a half went by without any trouble at all. One day I went to visit her, and was appalled to see it GONE.
I left in tears – a bit furious and a whole lot upset at whoever suddenly developed a problem with this. The next time I went to visit I was thinking more rationally and I did ask. I even got to look at the pile of stuff they take off grave markers, but I didn’t find it.
I decided to just find another. So when me and Amy were looking for ornaments a while back we spotted these garden hooks for 75 cents! Imagine my delight! No more muddy toys, I just had to make sure I had hanging decorations, and if they threw it out, I’d just grab another.
In addition to the new garden hook I spotted some lovely girly ornaments to hang and a tiara that I just couldn’t pass by :)
oh and these sweet butterflies. Everything we found was purchased at Wal-mart. There are some seriously gorgeous Christmas ornaments and decorations this year! I’ve also noticed a TON of butterfly stuff ♥
Sweet Jenna, with each passing day I know I am that much closer to holding you again. That is my hope.