Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Fountain of Remembrance

The day after Lillian died, Jeff and I set out to find the cemetery where we would lay our sweet girl to rest. A heavy task with simple requirements. We wanted her to be buried with family. We wanted her grave site to be an easy drive from our home. And we wanted an indoor facility that could hold around 100 people for her memorial service.

First we drove to the cemetery where Jeff's mom is buried. It is the closest to our home and we loved the idea of these important ladies in our lives being together. Unfortunately there was no facility for the service so we kept driving.

Our next stop was the cemetery where Jeff's nana is buried. We both loved his nana dearly and chose Lillian's initials to honor her. As we parked in front of the facility, I raised my head and saw the beautiful fountain. Though the fountain had long been a part of the grounds, they had recently converted the surrounding area to accommodate crypts beneath large boulders. When I saw this "Fountain of Remembrance", I grabbed Jeff's arm and whispered "this is it."

Lillian loved to throw rocks in the water and watch them splash. Such a simple pleasure. What better place to remember her than a rock edged fountain?

We entered the large facility and as we waited to be helped, I saw a container of leaflets for Children's Cancer Association.

The gentleman who assisted us with the planning told us that he too lost a son to cancer at age 4.

He showed us the chapel which could easily seat 100.

He gave us a map and let us choose the perfect boulder for our family.

God was not whispering. He was clearly guiding us when we needed it the most.


I don't visit her boulder by the fountain that often. I prefer to visit her in my memories. But today I was drawn to her. I arranged flowers in her vase, tossed a rock in the water and blew her a kiss. And then I turned to leave. There, a few yards away, two fawns walked to a grassy area and nibbled at the trees. I caught my breath and whispered a prayer of thanks.

As a deer-sighting may not seem all that unusual, I should explain further. Another reason I love this Memorial Park is it's proximity to the highway. You can see the traffic and hear the rush of the cars from the cemetery. While this would be a turn off for some, I love being able to see her fountain and to blow her a kiss as I pass by. But the adjacency to this busy highway is also what makes the presence of these young deer even more remarkable.

Every single time I visit Lillian's fountain, God gives me something. Sometimes it is hearing a special song on the radio. Sometimes it is seeing a gift someone else left for my angel. This time it was seeing two little deer in an unlikely place. It's in these desperate times that God chooses to shout instead of whisper. And for that, I am forever grateful.

Thank you Father. Thank you.


Megan August 26, 2008 at 6:06 PM  

This is such a beautiful and touching post.

heather.pnr August 26, 2008 at 8:23 PM  

What a poignant, touching post.

Beth August 26, 2008 at 10:08 PM  

I too loved the site you picked for her! It is so peaceful and it is nice it is so close. Your post was very nicely said. God does speak in amazing ways to us and especially when we need it the most!

The Tucson Gang August 27, 2008 at 8:10 AM  

It is truly beautiful and peaceful...and two fawns...incredibly touching.

Anonymous August 27, 2008 at 9:46 AM  

Hello...I am new to your blog and just read/watch the video on your precious Lillian. And know I read your post of yesterday....how amazing. I'm glad that you are able to listen and hear these beautiful reminders of your precious Lillian.

Anonymous August 27, 2008 at 12:05 PM  

Thanks for sharing such a beautiful post with us all.

Emily August 29, 2008 at 11:27 AM  

Lori, this post was so beautiful and touched me very much, even to the point of tears! I love it how you said that God shouts instead of whispers in the times we need that the most.
He is good, and I hope that you are doing well and being filled with His peace.
Love, Emily

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