Lunch With Max

Today was eee-motional as it was my first day back to work since the death of my infant son. It’s always hard to bring up the death of a co-worker’s family member. I usually try to bring it up subtly like, “Ugh, my computer just died. But I heard that’s not the only thing. How was the funeral?”

Anyway, I was pretty sniffly and cryey feeling looking at pictures of Max at work so I called up Keri and thought it’d be cool if she brought us lunch to the graveyard since it’s right across from work.

We sat and ate Subway at his grave.

 

 

 

 

 

Then, since he doesn’t have an official tombstone yet, I crafted him one!

It’s cool, because we were never allowed to eat in the NICU, so it was our first lunch with Max.

Just realized, I forgot to drop a $5 footlong on his grave in his honor. Next time.

2 thoughts on “Lunch With Max

  1. Lunch dates make the day so much better. There’s a terrible country song where a man brings a cold 6 pack of beer to his friends grave on occasion to say he misses him. It is sweet. don’t forget to get Max a Subway cookie with his foot long. Xo!

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