Christmas Eve surprise

 

We had our Christmas lunch at my mom's house today; it was a fun day with only a few emotional ups and downs. The kids loaded up on Christmas gifts, and we enjoyed good company in family and friends. Our big family gift from my mom and dad was a Wii; while everyone was excited, Jonathan was completely beside himself with happiness. After an afternoon of fun, we loaded up the van with toys and kids, and headed out.

We made a planned stop at the cemetery to have a little Christmas visit with Andrew, and wound up with a surprise; Andrew's marker had been put in. It brought a fresh wave of tears and sorrow to see my baby boy's name etched in that stone, but it brought about joy as well. I'm glad that Andrew's little spot is properly marked now. It gives him the recognition that he deserves, and that I need for him.

I have Andrew a Christmas gift. Is that madness? Probably, but I guess I'm not exactly the picture of sanity lately. Anyway, it's an angel holding a baby. It's called "A Mother's Love." It's supposed to symbolize the never-ending love that a mother has for her child. I plan to put it on his grave, and now that his marker is in, I think it will look nice sitting there. I wish that I'd taken it with me today, but I had no clue that the marker was even ready, much less in. So, I won't be dwell on it too much, although I did some pretty hard kicking of myself earlier for not taking it along anyway.

So...Merry Christmas my baby boy. Godspeed little man.