Hi Lizbeth, Sending you prayers of comfort. I remember, too, being aware and appreciative of the simple things of life that surrounded me as my mother was dying. One such thing, was a family of swans that were swimming in the lake we could see from my mother’s hospital room. Every day I looked forward to seeing the swans swim by. After she ****, someone sent us a sympathy card with a picture of a lake filled with swans. I also found a picture of a swan in a National Geographic magazine that was in flight. I glued that picture to the image of the swimming swans. The flying swan represented my mother moving on to a better place…free from this world and moving on to the next…for me it was a comforting, beautiful image, not unlike the picture of your husband and grandson. An image representing life. No matter what, we can always cherish and honor life. I am honored that you are sharing these moments of your life with us, Lizbeth. God bless you and your family.
