I finally did it.

On Saturday I finally plucked up the courage to get a tattoo. But not just any tattoo, no, this one is special, very very special, This one is the actual footprints of my angel, Abigail May, lost to us in august 2007,  I was almost half way through the pregnancy when we learned that she had passed away, we later found out that her death was caused by a freak cord accident. Even though I know it wasn't my fault, I still and probably always will, blame myself. I have wanted to get this tattoo for a long time, now I have, and I'm glad.

Grieve Not 

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!

 Mary Frye (1932)