So, remember when I promised you pictures from the Medal Ceremony? I kind of kept putting it off because these things are never easy to write. The Medal Ceremony got pushed back further than we originally thought. Instead of the 16th it got pushed to 30th. It was sad (of course). But a different sad than last year. Last year, it was still so fresh. This year, however, I was anxious. When it began, they told us that they would be doing things a bit differently this year than in previous years. So, as we sat there listening to names of people who had been donors in 2014 I began wondering if they would even mention Scarlett. Eric and I kept looking at each other.
This told me he was wondering the same thing.
I shed some tears for some of the families. There were a few families that had lost babies like us. I felt urge to go up to them afterward. But I didn’t. They looked so sad. Seemed odd to try to bond with a family when they were sad like that. So I didn’t.
Looking back, my first time at the ceremony (I had not yet attended a group support meeting) I wished someone would come up to me. I wish I would have had a connection with another mother sooner.
I wish I had talked to that mother that night.
Before we went to the ceremony, we made a stop a Cooks Children’s Hospital. We had been notified that the new plaques had been installed and Scarlett’s name had been added. The Pastoral Care at Cooks Children’s Hospital is phenomenal. They always are quick to find an answer for me and they sent me pictures of the plaques before we could make a trip to come see them. I was not prepared, however, for the beauty of these plaques at night.
We had a feeling that they might light up at night because there are small boxes below them, and I remembered from when we were there with Scarlett that the building itself actually lights up. I remember thinking what a happy looking building. Its weird the things that you remember.
I got lots of pictures of all the colors from every angle I could. Here are a couple!