Sunday, February 17, 2008

Their Concrete Angel

I can't believe it's been 4 years since Eric passed away.

Every year, we purchase flowers to lay upon a concrete angel which I put in the front yard as a "memorial" for Eric since his actual grave is in Virginia Beach.

We say a few words, place the flowers on the angel, then walk away. It's not much, but it's one of the few things I can do to help keep Eric involved in his daughters' lives.

The next day, we got slammed with a snowstorm and the girls were without school for 3 days. The poor angel seemed to take the brunt of the storm.



  1. That's a wonderful tradition, D, in so many ways. You just advanced 5000 miles up from Dante's 5th circle of hell. You've gotta at least be on the first step on the stairway to Heaven now...

    Except I don't think God, the Goddess, or any of their angels or disciples would approve of the way you treat Jell-O.

  2. I wonder what the people driving by think when they see us all surrounding the wall of our house...