We attended the Celebration of Life Memorial Service for those children lost at Children's Mercy on September 28th. This year brought extra tears as the memorial quilt with Abrielle's square was being retired after 5 years of being on display.
We always start with writing messages for Abby and pinning them on the tree.
In the rising of the sun and in its going down, we remember them.
In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter, we remember them.
In the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring, we remember them.
In the blueness of the sky and in the warmth of summer, we remember them.
In the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn, we remember them.
In the beginning of the year and when it ends, we remember them.
When we are weary and in need of strength, we remember them.
When we are lost and sick at heart, we remember them.
When we have joys we yearn to share, we remember them.
So long as we live, they too shall live, for they are a part of us, as we remember them.
As you release this butterfly
in honor of ME
Know that I am with You
Aunt Beth joined us this year.
A butterfly lights beside
us like a sunbeam
And for a brief moment
its glory and beauty
belong to our world
But then it flies again
And though we wish
it could have stayed...
We feel lucky to have seen it.