The marker is all bronze and textured. You can feel the clouds, the ridges of Ryan's fingers, the wrinkles in Jesus' robe. As I touched it today, I remembered the many hours I spent just holding Ryan's hand, praying that his life and our lives would be so much different. That we would have more time together...
As the Christmas Holiday approaches, I can honestly say that my Christmas wish has already been granted. We were hoping that Ryan's marker would be placed before Christmas, and thankfully, it has been. We miss him so much, and many days, I feel as if I could crumble because he is not here. Christmas or not, doesn't seem to matter. I miss our son with every ounce of me.
Charlotte came with me today. As we pulled into the St. Charles Memorial Gardens, she said "Let's go see Ryan!". She already remembers why we are there before I tell her. As she stood by his grave today, I wished so deeply that she was sitting on the couch, holding him and tickling his chin and belly instead of running her fingers over the bronze in the ground. As she stood up, she said "I love you Ryan" and blew him kisses to heaven. I love both of my children so much.
I am sure you noticed the extended area of the granite and the extra drill marks for another memorial plaque. They mistakenly mounted it to the "double" slab instead of the single. They are going to fix that ASAP. Overall, we are very pleased with how it looks and are thankful to have this to come and look at and a more permanent memorial for our son. At the same time, it makes it hit home that much more that we had to bury him only 4 1/2 months ago. It seems like he has been gone for so long, yet the time he was here, much too short. If I were to freeze a moment in time, I would go all the way back to when I first held our precious, vibrant, beautiful baby boy. A moment I'll cherish my entire life.
I have so much in my heart that I feel this page could burst with emotion. I miss you Ryan.
We love you,
Mom & Dad