Wednesday 21 October 2015

Capture Your Grief - Day 21: Sacred Space

We have two "sacred spaces" in our house that are devoted to our children.

In our living room there is a shelf devoted to our memories.

Our memorial shelf in the living room





















It has two angel figurines, one for each of our girls.  Elisa's last ultrasound where she was still alive, the models of her footprints we had made and a glass baby with the name "beluga".   It is also where we put our "adventures with baby beluga" stuffed animal when she is not out on adventures with us.


The second space is Elisa's nursery.  Since we lost Elisa at 7 months, we had already started making her room ready for her.  First we had emptied out all of my craft supplies, since it was my craft room before, and that was quite a feat!  We painted the room (Ellie Grey of all colors :) ) Had a rocking chair put in.  That was as far as we got before her diagnosis.

We have had some wonderful people give us whale artwork that we is now on the wall.


 

The artwork people have given us.  
On the left a whale picture a friend found on Etsy that made her think of us and Elisa.  It warms our hearts when people associate whales with Elisa and remember her :)

Middle is a drawing Mark's cousin made for us.  It is a whale and a star representing Elisa and Luca, being held up by mine and Mark's hands.

The far right is drawing another of Mark's cousins drew for us, with a whale and a star and the sunset.

When his cousins gave us these drawings, we were so surprised, and humbled.  They are beautiful and brought us to tears. Tears of gratitude that so much thought and love went in to these drawings. That  they remembered our girls, and took the time and care to create these beautiful works of art in their memory.  We are so grateful for the love and support that people have showed us over the last 10 months.


 The door to her nursery stayed closed for a long time after she passed away.  It was too painful to open it, to see everything that was supposed to be.  But over time we opened the room back up again, and now it is now place where Mark and I go to sit and reflect on her life.

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