Rest In Peace, Nemo
I've been jotting down random thoughts about Losing Nemo, and it's rather interesting to go back and read them because they really do read like a roller coaster. My thoughts are ALL over the place - sometimes funny, sometimes sad, sometimes disgusting, sometimes angry, and sometimes I think they are just completely insane. I will eventually be posting them, but not yet. If this posts bothers you, you'll have to forgive me, but you'll also have to acknowledge the fact that it bothers me too. I won't go into details right now, I can't, but I have to get this all out, and you'll just have to forgive me if it seems like maybe this is too much. I really feel the same way. Here we go...
The doctor told me to save "the tissue." I really had no clue what he was talking about but said "OK" anyway. Turns out that "the baby" is also known as "the tissue." Oh.
Well, we saved
We buried Nemo today. I bought some forget-me-nots and we buried him near the gate to our backyard. No crazy ceremony, we just planted the flowers and buried our baby underneath them.
This is the first time that I have ever really understood the peace that some people get from attending funerals. There is a certain degree of comfort in saying good-bye.
Rest In Peace, Nemo. We miss you and love you.