Corrie, if you haven’t guessed by now, loved flowers.
I used to get on her about picking them out of fear they would not grow again.
When the shut down due to COVID-19 started, my husband and Corrie’s beloved father, John, mowed paths for all of us to walk.
Corrie picked flowers considered weeds, daisies, and dandelions. She said, “I picked these for you, Mommy.”
She insisted I tuck them behind my ears. She would insist I bend down, so she could put them behind my ears herself.
Corrie was savvy.
If I removed the flowers from behind my ears because I thought that I looked silly, she caught me.
She said, “Mommy, I picked those flowers for you. They look so pretty in your hair.”
Now, I take steps to honor Corrie and little ones in the cemetery where she is buried. I take different steps to do this.
I usually shop the sales’ aisle at Hobby Lobby for in-season items to place at Corrie and the children’s graves for the Kinder Memorial Walk.
This afternoon, I will cut grass around the graves as the season for mowing approaches. I have arranged the flowers I bought from the grocery store. I placed them throughout the house, including in Corrie’s room.
I arrange artificial and real flowers. One day a week, I spread flower petals around Corrie’s and the other children’s graves as a way to remember them. I will do that another day this week.
Corrie's Season 