This morning was tough although not as hard as last night when we held, said goodbye and prepared our son's body for burial. His body was so fragile and we had to focus on being so careful with him. We both held his hand, touched his feet and kissed his forehead one last time.
Getting us all dressed in black was difficult, the tears were flowing. Getting in the car and having Rick hand me our son's coffin was even more difficult. His coffin rested on my lap as I held each end trying to keep everything level as his precious little body was inside and I did not want it disturbed. I cried as we drove to the cemetery. I turned and looked at Rick and he too was wearing his sunglasses even though it was quite grey, rainy and cold outside. Sofia even asked for her, "mis lentes."
Shortly after we parked the car at the cemetery my friend Erin pulled up beside us. It was originally just going to be the three of us as our parents are back at their respective homes. However, last night Erin text me and offered to join us. I was so grateful as I wanted someone to take photos and videos of the service. Erin knows loss and has buried her Father so her presence was very touching as this is the first time Rick or I have buried a loved one. Erin was a Godsend to us today.
The service was short and sweet. There was a small table with a linen tablecloth set before the crypt for unborn babies. On the table was a blue, green and white flower arrangement we made for baby Christian Valentine. Beside the flowers was his sweet little coffin from the Elizabeth Ministry with a name plate we had designed at Things Remembered. The name plate read as follows,
Our Angel Baby
Christian Valentine Macias
We Love You!
Mom, Dad, & Sofia
Father led us in a Catholic rite/ blessing. Afterwards we played a couple minutes of a song my friend Jackie suggested, "With Hope" by Stephen Curtis Champman.
After the song played Rick & I placed our son's coffin in the crypt. I kissed my hand and touched Christian Valentine's coffin as tears just flowed. "Goodbye My Love!" We then stayed to take photos and watched as the staff closed the crypt. The plaque on the crypt says,
"Let The Children Come to Me. Do Not Keep Them Form Me." Mark 10:14
We hugged, said goodbye and thank you to Erin. We asked Father for a family blessing, hugged and said goodbye to him. Before leaving the cemetery we drove around so as to be a little more familiar with where the body of our son has been laid to rest. Calvary Hill is a big beautiful cemetery where you can't help but notice it's Catholic identity and all the families that have lost a loved one. We also noticed that loved ones have later gone on and joined their family members which is truly something beautiful and something to look forward to after our earthly life. "We can cry with hope."