I was finally able to go visit the cemetery. It was still a bit treacherous, but I've been there in worse. It's so peaceful there in the snow. The sun was bright and the snow drifts sparkled. I dug out around Keely's stone so that I could repair the butterfly that had fallen off from wind and uncover the candles we placed for Valentine's Day as well as the rose left by my mom, Keely's Nannie. Only tracks from bunnies were there. I drew a big heart in the snow, above where Keely lays. I wish I'd had a camera to take a picture of it because with the wind, it's probably gone already. But now it can be special between just her and her mama.
"Dawn is born at midnight" Carl Jung
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I always leave a heart . . . or a handprint in the snow over my boy.
ReplyDeleteSnow can be a very calming thing for me. Your description of your visit to the graveyard was beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
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