This is more of a venting post.
Before Corby passed the last thing we thought we would ever have to do was think about purchasing burial plots for ourselves at such a young age let alone for one of our children. We didn't have the money to pay for all the costs associated with a funeral as well as plots for Brock and myself as well as Corby. My grandmother graciously said that we could burry him in her plot temporarily until we could afford a permanent resting place for him. Yes, I know about the angel sections at all cemeteries. I didn't want him by himself around strangers so I loved the idea for him to be put in my grandmother's plot. I didn't think about that she already has a headstone for her plot since my grandfather passed away several years ago so that meant that we couldn't do a nice headstone for Corby. I hate the fact that he doesn't have anything other than the marker from the mortuary marking where is beautiful body lay to rest.
Now that we have moved we thought it would be a good time to move him closer to us and where we will most likely spend the rest of our lives. I was shocked when I looked into all the fees associated with just moving him. Just to move him (not including burial plot prices) is close to $4,000!!! WHY?!? Why are there so many "fees" involved!?!? I can rent a backhoe and dig it myself and put his vault on trailer and move it too for heavens sake! The amount of money that we have saved for his headstone won't even come close to covering those fees. It's not like he's a full grown person either. I see now why so many people elect to cremate. It's such an easy way to go and you aren't paying crooks thousands of dollars just to fund their next mansion all because they know you will pay it because you are grieving and only want the best for your loved one. I wish that I could have had enough emotional strength to do that, but I didn't. I still don't. The thought of them doing an autopsy and harvesting his tissue was way more than enough for me to handle. I couldn't think about burning his little body too.
So now as it stands my baby needs to stay there without a headstone marking that he is even there. I'm frustrated and so upset! I hate how everything costs money now. I hate that the state owns my child. MY DNA! The very thing that I grew inside of me and raised for 13.5 months now can't be touched or moved without signing legal documents and paying thousands of dollars. Thousands of dollars that will take us so long to come up with just so that we can give our child a permanent resting spot next to Brock and I when we die.
