Well, call me crazy, but I’m on the other side of that dreaded day. I unlocked the fire safe box that holds Sawyer’s ashes and found a little stuffed penguin I had put in there at Christmas, which I had forgotten. He loved penguins, and Christmas always had several once he let me know his favorite ornament was a penguin I had given him. I picked up the baby blanket wrapped box and made my way to the living room to get Curious George. Then on the back-porch I unwrapped the box and opened the lid. With sad eyes I looked at and touched the clear plastic bag of ashes. I cried as memories of that horrible day flooded my mind and my heart.