Tim texted me this afternoon saying, "Grandkids and I held a funeral today."
Attached was this wonderful photo.
Tim said they'd been talking about life after death and one thing led to another. Soon a funeral was in full swing.
Two Socks had (what else?) two socks mounted to her cross with a bit of hay or something stuffed into one of them. At this point I was laughing - what a fitting tribute to that sweet little girl!
As I looked at the photo, I could see that Cowpoke Ian's contribution (the golf tee) was still present, too. (Small red circle.) My heart lifted and for the first time since she died, I did not cry when talking about Abby.
I'm healing, and little things like this help the process along.
Thanks, Tim and grands.
