Last month our precious Annabelle passed in utero after surviving 28 week despite severe heart defects. Her heart was growing outside her body and she had only one ventricle. I love her dearly and miss her tremendously.
This week I read a novel by Jeanette Winterson called The Stone Gods and was touched by the following passage:
“What do you think love is, Billie?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe it’s recognition, perhaps discovery, sometimes it’s sacrifice, always it’s treasure. It’s a journey on foot to another place.”
Leo built a gorgeous casket for Annabelle out of canary wood. I am told that at the funeral more than one little boy asked his mother, "What's in the treasure box?"
Annabelle truly is a treasure.
Photo Credit: Anne-Marie Bouchard