Well the day came that we had to meet with the Funeral director to make arrangement s for little Noah. Since neither Sharon nor I ever want an open casket or want to be buried in a coffin we made the decision to have Noah cremated.
As we discussed all the details with the Director we came to a point where he asked if we wanted a duplicate death certificate, we replied that we did. He told us it would be $8 to get it done so I began to reach into my wallet for some cash i grabbed out of my backpack. The same cash that Glenda left in there the day before. As i began pulling the dollars out I felt as if i were hit with a brick. One of the dollars had something written on it. “Baby” in big blue letters. What the ****!
Sharon then saw it and immediately asked did I do that? “No”, I replied. “Where did it come from?”, quickly came next from her. I then explained where it came from as we both just stared at it. The director even seemed a bit taken back. We then just wanted to get things done and get out of there. No one likes to be in a funeral home.
When we got into the van to go home we were both stunned and perplexed. She called Glenda to ask her if she saw the writing on it and where she got it. She had not seen the writing and had gotten the dollars as change the day before out at the beach.
I just could not wrap my mind around it. Was this a message of some sort? What did it mean? Who was it from? SO many things had been happening my mind was spinning. Eventually Sharon had an idea of what it could be.
The night before she had prayed and asked God or Noah or someone to help us figure out what to do. Should we try again? Would it be alright to have another baby? Would it work out this time? Well she was pretty certain we just got our answer, and so am I.
I am going to have the dollar bill framed as a physical manifestation of how small we are in this world and that are so many things that we do not know or even come close to understanding. It will be a symbol of hope for us forever.
I hate to do this but I have more to this ongoing story thanks to a good friend of ours who has been enlightening us to the work of angels. So please bear with me and I will read another very soon
I want to take this opportunity to thank Faith Chapel Funeral Home as they offer a free service to help take care of babies who do not make it into this world. We did not have to pay a dime for the cremation, or any of the services that came along with it. They figure that if they cannot take care of the babies in the community, they shouldn’t be in business. We are forever grateful to them for their generosity.