He's buried

Ean, our precious baby boy, is now buried and that at least provides a measure of comfort. These past 10 days have been some of the hardest I've faced. I physically feel like I have hit a brick wall from all the emotions. Hubby has reassured me he's got everything taken care of and asked me to nap. He is such a loving husband and daddy! I'm so thankful for this little family of mine.

This bee landed on my hand while I was sitting at Ean's grave. It was pretty persistent about trying to get anything between my finger nails. Never tried to sting me it just kept walking around my hand until he was blown off, it sure felt odd though. Enjoyed having the little visitor though.