Pause, stranger, when you pass me by,
For as you are, so once was I.
As I am now, so will you be.
It’s a bright, sunny day, even a bit warm, the first nice day we have had in a long, long time, following a long nasty winter. Is it coincidence that Debbie’s marker is finally installed today?
It has been a long and meandering journey for this stone, so far now from it’s quarry. It’s traveled two oceans and two continents, sat for months in an unheated shop, too cold to carve. This color stone, a warm reddish that cuts pink, comes only from the other side of the world, and had to be custom cut in India before beginning its journey to its final resting place. The angel design is custom and proprietary, too. And there were hours spent sorting through thousands of images and pictures – and tears – to find just the right one.
It has been six months since it was designed and ordered. It is important to get it right. I think I did.
But there are few things in life harder than getting a tombstone for your spouse…
The sun was warm on my face this afternoon, the day as bright as Debbie’s smile. And her smile, now etched in stone, still makes me happy.
And that is a good thing. The memories, they bring smiles now, not tears, rememberance of the warmth and sunshine of so many good times, so many big smiles and laughs shared. The tears will still crop up too, I suppose, but like making it through a long hard winter, I have paid my dues, I have done my grief homework, and I choose now to enjoy the sunshine with a smile of my own…
God bless you, Debbie. Love you always and forever.