There’s something even more final about having my mother’s (and fathers for that matter) Remembering Stone placed.  Yesterday was a tough day. Maybe one of the toughest yet.

When dad called me to tell me it was finally ready I was glad it was finally going to be put in place.  It’s been seven months already, not that there is a time frame for all this.  Just a little way down from mom there’s a temporary marker that has been there for two years, but it was nice to know that it would be there finally and mom would be honored.

I told Sam dad had called withe news and the girls heard.  Vienna decided that she needed to pick some rose petals to “sprinkle” all over “Mimi’s remembering place” you know, so it could look “beautiful.”  That little girl is so incredibly thoughtful.  I cried the whole drive, out there… almost a half hours drive.  It’s still so hard to believe she is gone. It’s just unreal. It’s weird to think that she never met Seraya, and to have Seraya Jane out there was a very strange feeling at times for me.

We went out to Adams to have a look at the finalized stone. It’s weird to think that she never met Seraya, and to have Seraya Jane out there was a very strange feeling at times.

But it was a beautiful day and not gloomy, so that was helpful. Perfectly sunny, with a nice breeze that kept it from being too hot. The stone is beautiful. White, with black flecks… but what the pictures don’t show, is that it also sparkles with little flecks in the stone where it is in its “raw” state.  Dad did a good job.

Vienna sprinkled her petals over the ground. Very lovingly, very purposefully. Taking her cues from her sister, Ziva put some rocks on Mimi’s Remembering Spot… Ziva loves stones! They seem to be a part of her love language as Sam and I receive gifts of them often.

True to form, while we were there Vienna made a friend.  There is this big gazebo area between remembering fields and there was another family clear on the other side of the fields and the kids all found their way to the gazebo while the grown ups stayed at the stones.  It left me to wonder… who did they loose, how long ago was it, how has their life changed.  I’ve lost others in my life… but never one so suddenly and so intricately entwined in my life. I can’t pass an ambulance with lights ablaze without wondering who’s life is being altered… and I always wonder, will their family see them again in heaven.  I’m thankful that we have faith. oh so thankful.