Tracy Bradshaw

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.