So my Wednesday started off bad. I wasn't interested in the lunch conversation with the girls at work, I hated being at work and trudged on through my tasks. But then I got a voicemail that cheered me up and made me sick to my stomach all in the same breath.
The monument company called to let me know that Jake's headstone had been placed. He didn't go all this time with an unmarked grave (I had a military marker placed at his feet) and some might think that this would be another depressing sign that he was gone. However, in my case it is a symbol of good that has come out of almost a year and a half of mourning, especially considering all the drama that was centered around this headstone - which I will not go into now.
This time of year now brings out the sadness in my life and this gift came at a time when I need it. Although I have come a long way from the darkness that was last year's holiday season, and to most I might appear to have a great deal of strength, I still have my moments of emotional breakdown where I wish this was all a horrible nightmare. So I look at this as a beautiful gift to my husband and a way to keep a piece of him around. I kept my promise to him and I hope he appreciates all the love that went into it.
The back - Jake's guitar, his hockey puck from his favorite team and Arlo.
Arlo will forever be with his daddy.
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