So a year ago today, I finally brought my husband home....
in a jar.*
and so he sits on my dresser
with my daughter
IN A JAR.
* yes, I know it's called an urn but that's the first word that came to my mind when I saw babybear's urn for the first time.
- I am a bereaved mother and wife. I began this blog to help me look for the "good things" in life after my daughter, "Babybear", died in July 2005. Three years later, her daddy, my husband, "Bear", died in November 2008. (You'll find a link to their stories on my blog) And now, as difficult as it is, I continue to look for the good things in my life as I learn my new normal with my pup, "Furrybear", at my side. And the angels on my shoulder...