In my defense I did not actively ignore the invite. It got past me. I felt bad. Yet not guilty. I have been working on a talisman for her backyard memorial. It is almost done. It should endure because it is art on rock. Like the rocks that are left on the headstone of my son in Arlington.
These children died different deaths yet the parallels bind the mothers. Our children both died at young ages. They were both vibrant individuals that brought smiles and delight to others. Rendered joy and laughter as well as uplifting others in their wake.
We hold them in our hearts and memories and as the sun shines, rain falls, thunderstorms roll and the butterflies & dragon flies flit around us we will always smile and every once in awhile laugh out loud.