Friday, April 7, 2006

The poem/quote posted below was sent to me by one of Scott's friends. I didn't know who it was at first, but letely I've been getting a lot of mail from people whose names I don't recognize. But Scotty recognized the name in my inbox as a friend from his NASCAR sims racing league. I had no idea any of them read my blog. It's good to know he has friends that have read along and support him. God knows it has made all the difference in the world for me to know that all of you were reading and supporting me. I hope you all know how much we appreciate it.

I'm off now, to deal with the ugly business of funeral arrangements and burial plots, and trust me, it's definitely a business, and a lucrative one at that. It sickens me to think about all the people who will profit from my son's death - the same people who profitted from my daughter's. We're using the same funeral home and cemetery. It isn't that I resent them exactly - they do their jobs, and it's a job that needs to be done. I just wish I could do this without signing payment plans and thinking about just how much money they'll be making.

Alexis is buried in an area called Baby Land. I wanted to have Nova there too, but Baby Land is full. There's no room for him there. It makes me sad that he can't be with his sister. It makes me feel like he's going to be alone.

7 comments:

  1. My thoughts are with you both during this difficult time. I would have given anything for you not to have to go through this again.

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  2. He'll never be alone, Erin.

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  3. He's not alone sweetie. My Grandma's holding him right now. I love you.

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  4. The realist in me knows that it doesn't matter where he's buried because that isn't 'him' - I know - or want to believe anyway - that he's with Alexis... and Mary's Grandla, and Maeghan and Heidi too.

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  5. Please don't forget my Dad as well.

    I have been barely able to contain myself for a day and a half. . .

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  6. Dear Erin and family, a few lines I read last week, for Nova:

    "Here am I, my body made of elements that once were stardust, drawn from the far corners of the universe to flesh out, however briefly, the pattern that is uniquely me, my soul, a thing that can breathe in the enormity of such awe-inspiring origins ..."

    Actually, this is Nova, and Alexis, and you and me and all the rest of us who are, or ever were, or will be.

    If you can, remember at this time of the year what the empty tomb at Easter testifies. May God be with you.

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  7. omg...so true. your son has already been REBORN.

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