"A voice is heard in Ramah,
lamentation and bitter weeping.
Rachel is weeping for her children;
she refuses to be comforted for her children,
because they are no more."
I am having a rough day today. We stopped by the cemetary and it kind of opened the flood gates again. While the 3 of us sat in the car waiting to leave the tears started. I just sat there thinking, 'Here we are the 3 of us when it should be the 4 of us. My son should not be out there in the ground. He is supposed to be tucked away in his little infant seat in the van next to his sister.' So, it has been a sad afternoon for me.
For those of you who didn't know, Samuel was buried on his great grandmother's plot. She was cremated which left room for Sam. I know it has brought a lot of peace to many of Jeff's family members to know that Sam is resting with Grandma Helen. I wish I had known her.
"My eyes will flow without ceasing, without respite."