We came home from the hospital on a Wednesday. My husband had been able to take the whole week off work, so we spent the remainder of the week comforting each other and planning Kyler's funeral. While we were in the hospital my husband and I discussed where we wanted to lay Kyler to rest and found that we had the exact same idea. There is a cemetery near where we live that both of us have always liked. I know it sounds weird but the whole front part of this cemetery only allows flat gravestones, it has a big pond with a fountain that always has geese, ducks, swans and their babies in the spring, and they even keep reindeer there that they take to local events in the winter for children to see and pet. It just looks like a big beautiful park. Clay and I both wanted Kyler to be there with the reindeer, ducks, geese and swans.
When we first went to the cemetery we were discouraged. They started by showing us full size plots in the adult sections, which is not what we wanted. We finally asked to see some in the baby section and found the perfect place. We found out one of the baby sections is right in front of that pond with all the ducks, geese and swans, and they had a spot right at the edge of the pond under a big aspen tree. We both knew immediately it was the most perfect spot in the world for him.
We had a service for Kyler the Saturday after he was born. It was a beautiful late fall day. My husband and I both wrote letters to Kyler that the Chaplin read. Both of our immediate families came. It was everything we could have hoped for.
After the funeral we had to start functioning in our new normal.
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