Sad day

Last night I went to bed with the image of 3 bundles of flowers in my kitchen sink. The weight of the reason for the 3 bundles of flowers was heavy on my heart, not only on mine but on everyone around me also. But what I heard this morning took me by surprise, Elijah said that he and Faith were talking last night and they decided that they did not want to go to the funeral today because it is too sad. My kids have always been perceptive and open and they have not said a whole lot after these two children passed away. Faith did say she was sad and Elijah was a bit angry right after, but that is all they said. It breaks my heart that my kids are hurting. I talked with them both about how attending the funeral would be a way to honor the kids who died, but told them that they may choose what they thought was best for them this time. Elijah decided that he should come, but Faith was very confident that staying home was best for her this time. Such a sweet, sensitive and caring spirit at the age of 8 and 9 and yet faced with the harsh realities of life in a 3rd world country. Am I helping my kids by being here or am I hurting them by stealing away their sweet innocence?

Here are a few photos taken to show honor to the ones who have been called home. Let me just tell you that many tears were shed today as the 3 mounds from Feb were still so fresh and new and here we were adding two more graves.