It’s amazing how connected the mind and body are. Lately my dampened spirits have taken quiet refuge in my bones and nerves, preventing me from lifting heavy objects and moving and rearranging furniture (one of my favorite past-times when I find myself with a few idle minutes on my hands). Sitting still has never been something I’m good at. My mom likes to call it “ants in my pants”.
We recently drove to Vegas to celebrate mom’s 70th birthday, and during the 4 1/2 hour drive, I flipped through piles of magazines like a mad woman, refreshed the incoming feed on instagram about every 30 seconds, and chatted poor Adam’s ear off the entire drive. (If you follow me on instagram, you can see pics I shared from our trip). It felt so good to get away and celebrate with my family.
With the beautiful weather we’re having lately, I’ve been finding myself in the garden almost daily. With the help of our landscaper, we’ve planted nearly a dozen trees, everything from birch and olive, to lemon and apricots, along with roses and pink jasmine. We decided to create a memorial garden in memory of Chloe. I needed a touchstone; a physical place to still connect with her.
We buried her ashes under one of the tall existing trees in our backyard, next to the fountain and the red geraniums. Large rounded grey rocks form a circle with tiny white flowers, and a candle in the center marks her grave. The peace and quiet comfort this memorial garden has given me has been such a gift. It’s brought me closure and understanding.
Thank you for your emails, cards, flowers, prayers and thoughtful gestures and comments. It fills me up knowing I’m surrounded with so much love out there. I am grateful. And to Chloe, our little girl who wrapped her tail around our hearts. Thank you for loving us back.
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