The past few weeks have been the hardest yet. Cameron loved Easter...everything about it. And adding to our heavy emotions, we got the call Easter week that they were putting in the stone at Cameron's special place. So we packed up and headed to Georgia. I have to be honest, I was nervous about going. I wanted to see things finished but visiting the cemetery is so emotional. EJ and I got up our first morning there and went to visit...
Cameron would sit for hours and doodle cars and racetracks and we were able to have some of his drawings etched into the granite. A perfect tribute to the sweetest little boy.
My sister spent hours making an arrangement for Cameron’s special place. It was colorful and happy…just like Cam.
As we got up on Easter morning to head back to North Carolina…the three of us stood thinking about the one who is missing…
The tears flowed like a river. I long for happier times…
I began thinking about the first Easter morning. Because Jesus’ tomb was empty, so is Cameron’s. I desperately wish God’s plan for our lives had been different but trust He is going to get us through this. We are trying to adjust to our new “normal”. It’s a daily task to laugh. It’s a struggle at times to pray. We just miss Cam so much…
