I know that our daughter isn’t in her grave.
The Bible says ” absent from the body and present with the Lord.” 2 Corinthians 5:8
However, I find a comfort in going to the Cemetery.
It is a peaceful place in which to grieve and remember Leah, away from other distractions.
Sometimes the conversations I have there bring comfort too.
This morning as I watered the flowers on Leah’s grave, another woman stopped to speak to me:
“Is that your daughter? She’s beautiful? So young too.”
We talked for a while. She told me about burying her two sons as young adults, due to a progressive genetic disorder. Turns out she’s a nurse too.
We cried and we hugged.
There can be comfort and blessing in the sharing.