Today starts what would’ve been my husbands and my 35th anniversary weekend. I walked down to the “Garden of Peace”, which is a garden that was partially dedicated to his violent death. I wanted to sit with my thoughts. Upon arriving at his spot, this heart was hanging on his bench. I can’t tell you what that heart to me to see it waiting…almost like he remembered too. Dealing with all the emotions of missing him this past year and a half, this heart warmed mine. The best way to celebrate. Thanks to whomever placed this heart. You’ll never know the impact it just made.
