I have the hardest time, and I do mean hardest, figuring out what to take to Hannah Grace’s marker. It’s kind of like what we discovered during the funeral planning- funerals are meant for those who have lived nice, long lives. They had to special order a casket… the guest books were all for older people (featuring lots of doves, ocean scenes, etc.)… the flowers in the book screamed “adult”. It’s quite the same scenario when you go to the cemetery and see all the sprays, wreaths, flowers, etc. None of them seem right for a four year old- and that’s the way it should be. It is totally wrong and abnormal for a four year old to have to be buried. So, the beginning of this month saw me wandering around Hobby Lobby trying to figure out what to get. And then, I saw these huge, glittery purple Christmas lights- they reminded me so much of something she would have liked. I picked up a purple one… on the day James and I were going out to the cemetery, we made a stop at a different HL location. That one had a pink light- perfect. We found some shiny tinsel to wrap around all of it. After we got it all fixed up and walked back to the car, I looked out at the expanse of stones and markers. I actually laughed through my tears at how hers was definitely noticeable with all its pink and purple glory. That’s how it should be- she was four… she was a pinkalicious princess… she was perfectly ornery…. she was our sweet pea.