I always find myself up late the night before one of the kids’ birthdays, blowing up balloons, curling ribbons, putting finishing touches on whatever cake they have challenged me with, laying out the cutest outfit to showcase their cuteness on a day that is all about them. A celebration of life to reflect on the milestones of the year passed, the anticipations of the year ahead, and if the cake was a flop, at least there is always next year.
This night two years ago, I was up late preparing for a different celebration of life. Instead of balloons, we had shopped for flowers, choosing bright hues of purple that would sprawl across a tiny casket. I had stood in the middle of Babies R Us while people stared, tears pouring down my face when I couldn’t find tights little enough to match a dress fit for a little princess. Instead of finding the right sentiment on a card, we had had searched for the right words that would be etched forever when we visited her headstone. All of these little details enormously important in the way we wanted our little girl to be remembered; because this day would only happen once.
Two years ago I sat surrounded by my most precious friends and family and soaked in every carefully chosen song and word as those closest to us helped us honor and remember every priceless day we shared with Ellianna before we had to close the chapter of her life here.
With aching hearts we closed the lid together and escorted her to the beautiful grounds where she would forever be remembered while we wait to see her again.
A breathtakingly painful day, but also a day of such tenderness and love, just fitting for how we wanted everyone to remember our little girl.
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