God remembers.

So on numerous occasions I have forgotten to purchase (twice) and plan a spot for forget-me-nots for our Calum Memorial Garden - a garden in our backyard in memory of our son we lost to miscarriage earlier this year. Well, today we went to a memorial burial service provided by the hospital for all the miscarried babies so far this year and each couple that attended received two small packages of forget-me-not seeds:

Oh, they have no idea how special these are to me as I can't help but believe that this was a gift straight from God, and it brought tears to my eyes.

I may forget, but my God does not.