After my Tuesday morning Mom's group, we often have lunch together afterwards. I was asked if I was going to the usual location and I casually said, "No, I'm going to visit Gabe today." I made my way over to the cemetary, parked the Jeep and walked over to visit with my baby boy. I always let him know how much I miss him and think about the day I had him. I knelt down and wiped off his stone, which gets so dirty due to the lack of grass surrounding it. I didn't stay long and was back in the Jeep ready to be on my way when I saw another vehicle approaching me, going very slowly. To my absolute surprise, I realized it was one of my dear friends from my Mom's group. She hugged me and we both cried and she said, "I couldn't let you visit Gabe today all alone." I walked her over to his site and she stood by my side as we cried. She knelt down and silently paid her respects to my son. She held me as we cried some more.
I literally can't stop thinking about her this afternoon. I know she doesn't think it was a big deal, but it meant the world to me - at a time when I've been feeling more and more like I'm the girl no one knows how to be around. People are afraid to upset me, carefully watching what they say and what they do. And, then she comes along side me and does the most perfect thing anyone can do. She was simply there for me. She allowed me to cry on her shoulder. She even brought Gabe a small stuffed animal and laid it by his guarding angels. What a lesson in friendship and unconditional love.