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With some help from one of my floral accounts,
I made this cross for Amelia's grave.
Although by now, they know me quite well,
I don't think they have many customers who come in for flowers
and insist on arranging the flowers themselves.
Bless their hearts they showed me the ropes
and let me fumble through on this one.
My original intention was to have something different for her
for this Christmas
but I might just leave this for awhile,
I'm not sure yet.
On Thanksgiving morning
between putting the turkey on the smoker
and our 10am service
Tim, Noah and I took this new cross to Amelia's grave.
It was a bitter cold November morning at the cemetery
so we spent most of our time there just sitting in the car
looking out onto her spot
amongst the other babies who left to soon.
I couldn't help but think of the mother's of those children
whose names are engraved on my on heart.
I said a little prayer for them;
that their holiday would be gentle one.
Though it might seem a difficult Thanksgiving for us
it was filled with much joy and celebration.
We hosted both our families at our little house.
The turkey was a bit dry
and I made 3x's the amount of potatoes we needed,
(better to many than to few...in our family not enough potatoes is a serious offense. :))
but it was wonderful, precious time spent as a family.
There were some very special people absent from our table.
But we rejoice with thankful hearts
when we remember at whose table they are now seated.
There is much to be Thankful for.
Rejoice in the Lord always: and again I say, Rejoice.