Our Story

This is our story of Henry, who was diagnosed with anencephaly at 20 weeks. We cherished his time with us and made the most of every passing day. We think about Henry constantly. He will always be part of our family.

As Hazel says, there are four of us now.


Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Cemeteries

While I think it is still too early to be thinking about Henry's final days, my work has me reviewing cemetery regulations. My employer operates a modest cemetery and I am charged with reviewing our regulations. So I have been looking at other cemeteries and state law on township cemeteries. I cannot escape the fact that I will need a cemetery.

I came across a recent law that requires public cemeteries to provide for the burial of stillborn children either in an area dedicated to babies or with the parents. I can't just give this a cursory analysis. I want my son to share a final resting place with his mom and dad. I want to be next to him.

I want to carry him in my arms and place him in the earth. I want to cover him with earth and send him home with all the dignity and humanity that I can muster. And I cry over the thought of placing my son in the earth. The thought that my time with him will be gone in the blink of an eye shakes me.

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