Where the green weeds grow....

     I went by to see Lauren yesterday evening, I am ashamed to admit that is has been quite a while since I have gone by. The start of the school year is a busy time and I have been really pooped after work lately. But I decided it had been too long and stopped by the cemetery.
     Lauren's site is completely covered in green. I can't call it grass because it is really weeds. I am not sure why but it made me cry when I saw it. Maybe because it gives her grave the appearance of having been there forever. Like it fits in now.
     When the earth was still freshly upturned and all I could see was dirt, it reminded me of the recentness of the event. It made me feel OK that I was still struggling emotionally because it was new...this life I now live.
     The green covering makes it seem like it has always been this way, my daughter in the ground. But it hasn't been that way, not at all. She was here and wonderful. So full of life and excited about everything. She was funny, and silly, and beautiful. She was cranky, and annoying, and exasperating at times. But she was here, the good and the bad was readily available and I really miss it all.
     Now she is so still...under the patchwork of greenery. So far, yet close in my heart. To anyone who visits her now it seems like she has always been in this place, but I know the truth. It is her life that is worth remembering, not her death.
     Although time goes by slowly, this is all so temporary compared to my time when I am reunited with her again. Dear Lord I am looking forward to that glorious day. Thank you Jesus for promising me a forever with my Lauren...thank you.