Today seems the right day to tell this story, the one year anniversary of Amy’s overcoming.
I’m not wearing that bracelet anymore. I wanted it to do something more. Something different than just becoming a thing that I wore or a keepsake in my jewelry box. Her memory deserves something special.
The answer started with a huge puddle of mud.
Which would soon become a playground, but we had a long way to go and a lot of work to get there.
There was a mountain of mulch
This hole seemed like a good spot
Mud and all
A little help from some friends.
And a swing-set is born.
Add some concrete
And a little on your host.
The overcomer bracelet became a permanent part of a place built for laughter and joy. It rests in the concrete at the base of the swing-set.
I’d like to think Amy would approve.