Today Mr. Purolator Guy dropped by the house with a parcel. I was expecting my new roller skate wheels and pretty new mouthguard, so I happily grabbed the package without looking at the address or name on it. I was thinking to myself, this is weird packaging for just wheels and a mouthguard, when I suddenly realized that the box was much too heavy to be wheels. I stopped cutting through the packaging and looked at the side of the box. Mainly Urns…Oh Oh, that was really fast. I’m not sure I’m ready for this yet.
Of course, life keeps on moving along at a high velocity even when we want the world to stand still and let us catch our breath. I held my breath as I opened up the box and immediately began crying when I saw what was inside.
Cora now rests inside this beautiful pink marble urn instead of inside the cardboard box that she came back to us in.
A terrible item to have to order, but a beautiful, tiny, pink reminder of the daughter who has touched so many people and changed so many lives.
I wish you all enough…