L.D.
I went to the saddest, but most beautiful, service for a stillborn baby this summer.
The parents invited only close friends and family. The mom explained that part of her grief was that her baby would not get to experience all of the things kids get to do in life, and she would not get to know the world, and the people who love her. When they parents sent out information about the service, they asked that people write a letter to the baby, telling about themselves or about life and/or bring a picture about something special to us that she may like, which we could put in an album that would be buried with her.
The mom also explained that this would be the only event she would ever get to plan for her daughter, and so she wanted it to be very special.
Guests, who wanted to, read their letters. People wrote the most beautiful and heartwrenching things to that baby! One person sang the baby a lullaby, another wrote a song about the baby and sang it and played the guitar.
Each guest also picked a flower out of a bouquet to leave on the casket.
At the end of the service, the small children let pink balloons go up in the air, and when they were gone, the service was over.