I arrived at the cemetery yesterday to a nice surprise- Thomas's gravestone had been set! Picking out the stone was the last big thing on the list of dreadful tasks we have had to do over the past nine months. I'm so relieved to have it done!
Initially I could barely handle going to the cemetery, much less pick out a gravestone. It all seemed too cold, too hard, and too final. Now the cemetery is part of my routine, and I go 2-3 times a week. I keep flowers by Thomas's grave, so I usually go visit and water them. Over the past few weeks my perspective has shifted. Instead of being upset about picking out a gravestone, I was upset that he didn't have one yet! This whole grieving process is such a roller coaster!
I think I'm as pleased as I ever could be with a gravestone belonging to my baby. I love it. Our family stone will be ready in the next few months, and I'm looking forward to that, too.
The verse we chose for Thomas's epitaph is "I, the Lord, made you, and I will not forget you." Isaiah 44:21 (NLT). The Lord had a hand in every minute of Thomas's life, just as He does in ours.