We bought our balloon for Peter today, but Lucy managed to pop it on our way to the cemetery so we didn't get to write our memories on it and send it to him.
Instead we said a prayer at his grave site and spent a few minutes thinking about him. Normally I get a little misty-eyed at his grave, but today was a particularly emotional visit and the tears flowed.
Every time we visit his grave it makes me so happy to see his gravestone. I'm so happy with how it turned out and love the symbols on it.
Happy ten month birthday, my sweet Peter.
|The leftovers after Lucy popped the balloon.|
|Peter has a new neighbor.|
|Wish I was here. Wish you were here.|