The Weeks After

August 31, 2007
The next few days were honestly a whirlwind of activity. We came home on Friday, spent Saturday in thought and then met the funeral home on Sunday. It was one of the hardest and scariest things I had ever done. Even though we knew what had happened, it still didn’t seem right. We saw a casket similar to the one our little girl would be buried in and the reality started to sink in more. We had to purchase a special outfit because Callie was so little and we had a number of things we wanted to bury her with but the funeral director explained we wouldn’t have enough room for all of it. We then had to pick and choose what she would wear and be buried with. We chose to include some very special ting that were just for Callie such as bibs, books, and a special little silly buddy just for her. As we left the funeral home we were still wondering “why?” and “what happened?” Even though we would not receive an answer and still haven’t we continue to rely on our faith, which was our crutch and cornerstone during this difficult time.
Monday, was another challenging day as we would go to the cemetery to discuss where Callie would be buried. After a brief time there we were finished and ready to go home. Even though we knew Tuesday would be a challenging day because of the funeral we still clung to our faith, each other, and our family. We thought about and talked about the heartache that had been and that we knew was yet to come. Even though we thought we knew what we would feel nothing could prepare us for the heartache that was to come as we stood together for our daughter funeral on July 3, 2007.