I worked from home today so I can be ready to go when the kids are ready. We're all going to pick up the baby's remains as soon as they want. We got the call and met them at the funeral home. Pat, the funeral director met us at the door. He asked the kids a few questions about whether they had made any final decisions and they have not. So Pat brings the baby up to them in a box which has an official label on it validating that these are Stephen's remains. They cannot contain their sorrow. Bailee can barely look at it and finds it difficult to have him sitting in front of her. So many more tears flow and we try to comfort them as best as we can. Pat seems a little embarassed by bringing Stephen in a box, and he offers them a $170 urn for free. Neither of them is in any state of mind to just say yes, please put him in the urn. So I shook my head and Adam followed suit and said sure, that would be a good thing.
The bill came in the mail two days ago so once composed, Bailee paid it. When she told Pat about the letter from the tissue bank, she felt better. We left after an hour in Pat's office. It was so difficult to see her in so much pain and tears as she took possession of the urn in the passenger's seat of the car. Can anyone understand how difficult it is to see your baby girl sobbing as she holds her baby boy in an urn on her lap?
We are taking Bailee to Marinette in the morning to hopefully get some emotional healing.
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