The Compassionate Friends Worldwide Candle Lighting unites family and friends around the globe in lighting candles for one hour to honor and remember children who have died at any age from any cause. As candles are lit at 7 p.m. local time, creating a virtual wave of light, hundreds of thousands of persons commemorate and honor children in a way that transcends all ethnic, cultural, religious, and political boundaries.
Believed to be the largest mass candle lighting on the globe, the Worldwide Candle Lighting, a gift to the bereavement community from The Compassionate Friends, creates a virtual 24-hour wave of light as it moves from time zone to time zone. Hundreds of formal candle lighting events are held and thousands of informal candle lightings are conducted in homes as families gather in quiet remembrance of children who have died, but will never be forgotten.
Here's their website to check and see if there are local services in your area: http://www.compassionatefriends.org/News_Events/Worldwide_Candle_Lighting.aspx
We're not going to go to the service at Children's Hospital. Our babies were fetuses and while our loss is profound, it's nothing compared to the loss of a child older than a fetus whom the parents have pictures of and are including in a slide memorial. We'll let them mourn for their children and we'll remember ours and re-light the candles we burned in October.
On a brighter note:
The Mister just made omelets for brunch. Yum. He's no cook. If I haven't told you that before...he's NO cook. He can do enough to sustain life and sometimes it's not too gross, like today's "omelets". He cracked 2 eggs in a pan, like fried eggs...let them cook a little and then added the kitchen sink: green olives, onion, sliced tomatoes, left-over cheese (mine was horseradish cheddar) and sliced turkey (I think it was the lunch meat). I'll be damned if it wasn't tasty as hell. He made his with 3 eggs because he realized you, "can't make an omelet with two eggs." To which I explained gently that indeed one can make a two egg omelet...but you must beat the eggs and add some milk or water. The Mister's response, "I don't make my omelets that way." *insert giggle here*
Now that breakfast is over we're heading into the basement to tidy up for company. The DSD and her little girlfriends enjoy trashing the place by putting pillows, blankets, sleeping bags all over. I have no idea what the deal is but it now needs to be picked up. They also play with the twins stroller and car seats with their baby dolls. Yeah...that needs to be put in the storage room too. Yeesh.
Then we're off to Cost.co for items for a pot-luck get-to-gether with The Mister's colleagues on Wednesday. Thank goodness for pot-lucks or else I'd be freaking out right now.
PS-Why have I noticed folks in the bloggedy world posting things like this: Fem.ara Cost.co ??? What's the story with the period use??? They don't want a web search finding their blog? Someone fill me in!
More later. Must go brush the raw onion smell out of my mouth. :-)
