Our Precious Angel...

So, here is my second post for today, but this one is much more important...

We found out today that the marker was placed for our daughter Autumn Rose. Dawn was busy tonight, and had stopped by earlier today, so I decided to stop by with the boys this evening. I had stopped by last week, and saw that they had set the foundation, so I figured it would be soon, but I wasn't sure if I was ready to see it. There have been some flowers on her grave most of the year since December (thanks to our parents, and my brother), but it was primarily the rectangular cut-out of sod that brought back the memories and pain of that cold day in December for me.

Dawn and I had selected the marker, so I knew what to expect, but I also knew that staring back at me was going to be her name. This was the name we had spoken about for years if we ever had a girl, and in my own mind I probably had walked her down the aisle a dozen times, taken her to breakfast at Cinderella's Castle, watched her play sports, and been to a dance recital or two. We never found out what we were having for either of the boys, and these are the thoughts that you have when you are excited about being a dad.

So, I headed out there... The marker turned out really nice, and I am so happy that we decided to get it. It was hard to stand there and read her name, but it was easier than I thought it would be. (I just spent a few minutes reading my old posts from December... Whew, that was a hard ordeal...) So, now the world will know that in that little piece of ground is buried Our Precious Angel that in just several weeks touched our lives forever...