Late afternoon/early evening, we got rain–glorious rain!–and the wind was blowing so hard it flipped open the top of our recycle bin that was waiting on the street to be picked up. Tom went out to close the patio table umbrella (because of the wind), and then he went to close the recycle bin so it wouldn’t fill with water. He found this on the street: someone’s painted rock.
I thought it was interesting because back in June, I blogged about wanting to add memorial painted rocks to Aaron’s Garden. Looks like we just got our first anonymous donation. No plan yet for whose name will go on it.
How about Stephens. He was someone I lost during my college years when the elementary school crossing lady at the corner told me of Jason’s suicide which would have been around his senior high school or entering college age at that time. Though, years later, I thought I found him again on ye ol’Internet, there wasn’t any response.
If you paint a rock and add the name of someone you want to memorialize and send it to me, it will go in the garden. <3