Thank you, all, for your generous support in the last post. Thank you.
The roses are from the big bouquet we took to the cemetery. It was a tough visit for Monkey, but in the end I think it was good for her to go. I will try to tell the story of why she has never been to the cemetery before and how we knew it was time to take her sometime soon. The pebbles are from the various trips we took since A died. I am not sure whether we will take them to the cemetery once we install the plate or get a big glass bowl to collect all the ones we will bring home over the years.
The puppy is something I picked up on one of my first trips to the supermarket last February. I remember thinking as I was moving up the isle who would buy something off of those annoying end of the isle extraneous island displays anyway? Turns out, I am. The puppy was sitting there with his head inclined just so, looking both mischievous and a little sad. A cute sweet troublemaker-- the way I could only hope A would've grown up to be. I had to take the puppy home, and I cried many tears while clutching him last winter and early spring. Monkey went to sleep clutching him tonight.
Our dining room table surface is glass, and that means that you can see the reflection of the candle in the surface of the table.
Four friends came tonight (we talked about a lot of things, mundane and dead baby specific, and one couple stayed until almost two in the morning), and a few more are coming tomorrow.
We are doing OK, I think.