Easton's headstone was placed last Saturday, April 28th (and then re-placed in the correct spot Wednesday, May 2nd but that's a whole different story...). It's beautiful and perfect and conveys exactly how we feel about our sweet baby. I have been anxiously waiting for the day it was actually in the ground. I want the whole world to know that my son is buried there and that he was loved. On the other hand, it has brought back many emotions that I thought would never come back. It just seems so final. The final tangible thing we needed to do to put our son to rest. It's officially official now, Easton's death is "set in stone" (quite literally). While it breaks my heart to see his name marking his grave instead of hanging on the wall in the room he would've shared with Asher, I continue to feel peace and know that he is watching over us urging us in the right direction so that we can all be together as a family one day.
