I celebrated my first Mother's Day...the most bitter-sweet day of my life. No one should have to spend their Mother's Day at the graveside of their son, or daughter for that matter!
Ryder's headstone was set on the Thursday before, and it is beautiful! It is everything and more than we expected it would be. It was a hard and crushing realization that he truly isn't ever coming back, and we actually buried our son. When his headstone wasn't there you could almost live in a state of denial that you were visiting someone else's child. The harsh reality is that we visit our child....it says so now...
We spent Sunday in Winnemucca with my mom...She decided that London needed to experience a creme pouf! UUUGGGGHHHH, it was adorable, but I guess that's what Grandma's get to do, give them a tummy ache and send them on a 2 hour car ride! I can't wait to be a Grandma!!
