Friday, August 19, 2011
The burial was done with our immediate family and with a few close friends in Manitoba....We sang Jesus Loves me. Oh, that was good but so hard too. I still have such clear memories of holding Rachel and singing this song to her. Our friend did a short meditation and we did a balloon release with some pink helium balloons. Rachel's body is buried in a small church cemetary across from my parent's farm. I have memories of walking there with my mom, her telling me the stories behind each gravestone. It is a beautiful place, partially surrounded by trees and the church just put a rock garden nearby. It feels right to lay her body to rest there...but this was another very difficult job to get through. I dreaded this moment all week. I think part of the reason I was finally able to sleep that night was because this was done.