Thank you so much for all your sweet notes on Wednesday, Afton’s birthday. They were so nice. They were a sweet end to a bittersweet day.
It’s a crazy thing how you can anticipate a day for an entire year. You go through all the motions hoping it all goes well. It’s the day after the big day that you don’t think about. The day after is when you crash. It happened last year the day after Thanksgiving and the day after Christmas; and now yesterday too. It’s like my body just knows I need to make it through the big day and then the next day it tells the truth.
We met with a small group of family (any who could join us) at Afton’s grave and we sent little love notes on pink balloons up to her. It was a cold but pretty night. The sun came out while we were up there and the sunset was amazing. Heaven sent, I like to think. Here’s a few pictures from our little “birthday party” for our angel girl.
The first of many little pink balloons sent up to our girl.