We recently went back to San Antonio for the first time in 13 years. I was able to visit Thomas' grave for the first time since we left Texas in 1999. Visiting his grave was easy compared to leaving Texas again. In many ways, I have healed since he died in my womb....but a mother's heart can never be fully healed. Well, at least not until we get to heaven. I know we will meet all of our little ones again.
I was overcome with emotion when we left Texas... I don't know when we will ever go back. The thought that I may have to wait 13 years to visit his grave again made my heart hurt. I don't know why it did. I know where he is.... his body is buried in San Antonio, but his soul is not there, so I shouldn't worry about leaving his grave behind, should I?
I had lost the photo I took of his grave before leaving 13 years ago. This visit gave me a chance to snap a few more pictures: