We went to the cemetery yesterday after dinner and while there, I met the mother of the twins who are buried next to Sawyer.
It was very cold and I had my winter coat on, hood up - facing opposite the wind - so I had no idea that this woman was standing right next to me as I wept and talked to my son.
I turned around and was surprised to see someone there.
She smiled, opened her arms and held me as I cried. We shared our stories and in that moment, I didn't feel the wind or the cold. Just a warmth over my heart that I haven't felt in a really long time.
Erik said as the two of us were hugging each other, the hawk - which we hadn't seen since the end of the summer - lept off the branch of a dead tree and soared over us as the sun set in the cold, November sky.
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:') This is lovely. We've yet to meet any of the parents of the babes buried next to Evan. I'd love to meet them someday.
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I am glad you were able to meet her and cry with her on such a hard day. I am sure the comfort is warming. I am also happy to hear that your hawk has resurfaced.
~C
What an incredible blessing, I cannot imagine what a heartwarming moment that was for the two of you. I hope that you're able to bring each other strength and support in this difficult place. And the part about the hawk, wow....gave me chills to read.
Brought tears to my eyes - that is beautiful :*)
Wow. So beautiful. <3
I love all the comments ladies <3
Wow thats so sweet. Isnt it nice to be able to sit and cry and talk with someone who just understands!
So beautiful! Sawyer was there.
<3
Wow. That is awesome...brought tears to my eyes!
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