She's right of course. Just like I couldn't grieve my baby girl in a day, or a year, or eight. This is a forever process and I keep learning like everyone else about parts and pieces that I "thought" I had assimilated.
The quantity of tears that have poured out of me this weekend as we cover topic after topic astounds even me. I have realized so many profound things about harbored feelings, all of which I will write about - no doubt.
But for today's show and tell I present a statue of great beauty and meaning.
The Christmas Box Angel - one of five erected across the country - here in St. Charles, Missouri.
She stand for hope and peace in memory of each of our angel babies. Thinking of all of you tonight.
What are you showing and telling?
