It's a little thing..... I know that.......I shouldn't feel so angry about something so ignificant.......I know that too. But I am angry! I am so angry!
I stopped at Laynee's grave today. As I pulled up I noticed that her backpack was unzipped and hanging open. As I went to zip it back up I realized that the crayon and markers that I put there for her were gone. Someone STOLE her crayons and markers!!!!!!
I know that it is irrational to get so upset over this. I have thought of every imaginable possiblity that might make me less angry. Things like....."maybe whoever took them does not know the story of Laynee, how much she is loved and missed." But her grave site tells the story of a little girl loved and lost. The very fact that she is there tells a story, not to mention that her grave is adorned with many trinkets telling of our love for her. I've reasoned (and this is most likely the correct reasoning)
that it was likely a child. I see children playing at her sight all the time, while their parents walk around the cemetary. They play with the pinwheels and stuffed animals and I always imagine Laynee smiling down at them from heaven. But if it was a child why would their parents not tell them to put the things back?
I am so angry. I am angry that someone stole from Laynee's grave...........Who does something like that?!?!!!?? But more than anything I am angry that she is gone, that her body lies beneath the ground, that I have reason to visit the cemetary on a regular basis.
CS Lewis once said that "grief is like the sky, it covers everything." In recent weeks, our family has found that this is so very true. It seems that there is no right or wrong way to travel this path of grief. I have created this blog in hopes that some day we will be able to look back on our journey and see written proof that our great God never leaves us. God is good all the time.