As we stood at her gravesite, I was struck by the peaceful beauty of the night. The sky was mostly dark, with dark pinks and purples on the horizon. Large pine trees silouettes surrounded us. Not a cloud in the sky, thousands of stars sparkled high above.
On our way back to the car, we stared up at the vast sky, and I asked Dave where he thought Ellie was. He pointed to a star in the sky. I agreed. But really, I think she's everywhere. I think she's in every star, in the wind, the rain, the sunshine and clouds. It's strange, but now that she's not "here" with us anymore, I see her everywhere.
Which reminds me of a picture Dave took of Ellie through the window this fall... You really can see her everywhere- even in the trees...
2 comments:
That's a beautiful picture. It's wonderful that you are keeping her alive.
That picture is absolutely amazing.
This is my first time commenting on your blog, and I wish I had words of comfort for your pain. While I have not walked in your shoes exactly, my sister has. She lost her 3 month old daughter 15 years ago. Every year, everyone in our family gathers to celebrate my niece's birthday. She is always missed, and never forgotten, just like your Ellie. My prayers and thoughts are with your family.
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