On August 20, 2010 we laid our sweet angel baby to rest. That day will forever be in our minds. It's something you never should have to do. Parent's shouldn't bury there children, it should be the other way around.
It was a rough but memorable day!
It was a wonderful service given, thanks to some amazing people.
Our bishop, David Weaver officiated.
The opening song was "I am a child of God"-
(I have spoken before about what this song now means to me).
Mike's dad, gave the opening prayer and then Bishop Backman,
our old bishop and a good family friend gave a few remarks on eternal families.
Bishop Weaver then spoke about our families love story,
and then my dad gave the dedicatory prayer.
I will never forget how I felt as I sat there and tried as best I could to listen to the words being said, I will admit though that I did not hear but only a few words every now and then.
Mike heard more then I did, but not much more. We sat there and cried, more then we had in days. And then it was over, and all we could do was sit there and cry. I felt as if I was glued to my chair, no one moved and
all you could hear was me crying, hard.
All Mike could do was hold me, and comfort me through his tears while trying to be strong, for me. It was the worst feeling in the world. Things were final, Carter was gone and now he was going to be placed in the grown, all alone in a cemetery. How did we get here? How did this happen? I knew the answers to these questions, but it still didn't help.
I wanted to throw up.
I finally got up, and the comforting began, physically and emotionally.
It was such a spiritual day, so full of love and hope that instead of being the hardest day of my life, it became one of the most moving. Of course parts of it were unbearable, but the strength we were given was unbelievable.
I can not express how thankful I am for all the people who came to support us during such a difficult day. Family and friends that came from far and near
to be with us, and show their love and support.
We also had some very special people who have become
close to our hearts attend:
Dr. Jenkins, his wife(who is the PA in the NICU), and almost all of the nurse's who worked on Carter took time out of there day to come and be with us! The NICU was practically shut down and other nurse's were asked to come in so that these wonderful people could be with us.
They are very amazing people, and we will never forget them or the service they
did for us and our baby!
from left to right:Dr. Jenkins, Alysha, Lesli, Sasha, Carolyn, Richelle, Wendy, Tina, and Linsey
After the burial there was a wonderful luncheon provided by my relief society who we want to thank as well, it was delicious and very well done!
This was the table in memory of Carter we had set up at the luncheon, if you look close enough you will see one of his foot molds the hospital did for us-see how small he was? You will see one of his diapers, that were to big for him and were for 1-5 pounders. You will see his hat he wore the last day of his life, and the first white burial outfit Sue from the hospital made for him-in his original size, pre-liquid. The Bear that is on the table was a gift from a
close family friend and is only 1" smaller than Carter was.
All in all, it was a rough but uplifting day.
Full of family, friends, love, tears, and peace.
We will never forget these memories, including this day.
Again, THANK YOU to everyone who came to support us,
or who supported us in other ways because they could not make it.
And Thank You to our Savior, Jesus Christ-
because of him and the love, comfort, and peace he gave,
we were able to get survive this day!