All three of my babies 🦋 Every time I’d think about where to bury you I got itchy, agitated, irritated, argumentative. What place could ever be good enough? How can I choose something as huge as where to lay your little body to rest? All the while knowing I was going to be moving across the ocean and leaving you in three days? I even thought about smuggling you on the airplane and burying you underneath the mango tree so you could be near us. But the longer I kept you in my fridge, the longer it fucked me. Selfish is all I felt. But I’m telling you it felt like an impossible situation. Until Jacob said something that made sense. We had just watched a documentary not that long ago about mycelium. And how it connects us all. Returns us back to where we started. One day I will be in everything like you already are 🦋 And did you know that when a mother grows a child inside of her, despite if they are born alive or not, new DNA is found in the mothers blood? The babies DNA. And that when I am sick, your cells help and heal me? So you are literally helping heal my broken heart right now. And no matter where I am in this world, you are not only with me, but you look after me? This took my breath away. The peace I feel now, after laying your body to rest under Gigi, our backyard Pine Tree, is indescribable. We love you so much little one.