Last month, we went to the local flower shop and had them make this grapevine and autumn leaves wreath for Emmy’s grave. I had seen a similar one on a stand next to my father’s grave (I am assuming my brother placed it there) and thought it was beautiful.
Notice the green, green grass! I know by next year the grass that is all around her grave will have taken over this little patch of Heaven, but for now Ty and I are enjoying its beauty.
I also thought I would share one of those strange-things-that-happens-when-you’ve-lost-a-child moments since I was posting about her gravesite. Our 2 year old (the one in the post below) gets all excited and claps when we drive by a cemetery–any cemetery. Quite often when we visit Emily’s grave the children all pile out and play in the grass. Emmy’s is the only one in that section, so there is plenty of room to run and play. We will often gather them up to pray or read Scripture over her grave as well. They’ve become so accustomed to visiting the cemetery that our little guy thinks they are a great place to spend the day.
Some would say this is morbid, but I am thankful my children do not see the cemetery as a scary awful place. It really is quite beautiful there. In the evening, we can look off to the west and see a gorgeous painted sky. There is an old stone gate along the entrance and trees have been planted around the perimeter. It is quiet there.
I was also given a bit of comfort recently from another grieving mother who stopped us in a restaurant. She is several years younger than I am and I can’t say that I know her all that well, but she took the time to stop by our table and chat about the son and daughter we each lost and our babies on the way. Before she left she told me that when they visit the cemetery, they always drive by Emily’s grave on their way out. This makes me smile. It makes me feel as if someone else cares for my little Emily. Another grieving mama takes time from her pain to visit mine. I am forever grateful to those who continue to remember.
The Munck Family says
From the first day I found your blog back in March, I haven’t stopped praying for you and your family.I don’t often leave comments but read each time you post.Keeping up with all the changes in your sweet family, and the faith you have placed in our Heavenly Father.I’m sure there are others like me people praying that you don’t know. Thank you for you open heart and sharing things that are so precious to you.May you and your family have a bleesed week.
Fruitful Harvest says
Hi there~I’m glad for you that your kiddos enjoy going there to visit Emily! The big grassy area is any kids dream and makes it fun for the kids…and I bet gives you time with your thoughts and prayers. God is Good!I totally think taking the kiddos is beautiful. You are a good Mama!Peace in Christ,Georgiann
Lynnette Kraft says
I agree that there is something strangely beautiful about a cemetery, especially the olds ones with a lot of trees. I went yesterday to visit since it was Anna’s anniversary of going to Jesus and the day was just beautiful. I wrote her a little spur of the moment note and put lipstick on and kissed it and placed it under something next to her stone. I’ve never done that before…I think it must be what you called a “strange-things-that-happen-when-you’ve-lost-a-child moment”. That’s great!I’ve been thinking of Emily too. This time of year reminds me of her since it was when we got to know you and Emily got sick, etc. I’ll be praying for you friend.Love,Lynnette
Kristy says
I know that I just recently came across your blog – and the pain of your loss is so fresh to me – I just wanted to tell you – just from all you have written and shared – I remember her. I think of her often, and it hurts just to see her adorable pictures. I hurt for you – and pray that you are doing well amidst your grief.
Lilyofthevalley - Tanya says
That is a lovely wreath! ((((hugs)))) I pray for you often! Thanks for sharing your heart with us.
Happy Mom says
It’s a beautiful spot, Amy. Thank you for sharing it. I still pray for your family often, Emily’s journey home was especially poignant to me at the time because my Bethany is a 4th of July girl, and when Miriam was born with an intestinal blockage just a few weeks after Emily went home, your struggle was even more personal.May God continue to carry you each day.Heather (Pr31WannaBe)