Anastasia Frey Iragui

November 11, 2009 by  
Filed under Letters, In Remembrance

Anastasia Frey Iragui

We buried her in the North Woods of Central Park, near our home. We named her Anastasia Frey: Anastasia for “resurrection” and Frey for the Norse god of fertility.

She was buried in the box which held our wedding bands–glossy brown and topped with a bow–which looks like an expensive box of chocolates. She was wrapped in an embroidered linen napkin. Also in the box was white, heart-shaped piece of coral from the shore of Oahu (where her father is from) and a smooth round piece of black basalt from the shore of Arch Cape, Oregon–picked up this summer when she was conceived.

I wrote this quote on the inside:

“The seed of God is in us. A pear seed will grow into a pear tree, a hazel seed will grow into a hazel tree, and a God-seed will grow into God.”
–Meister Eckhart

My husband wrote: “love, your father”

We buried her under a tree. I placed a white, round stone from the coast of Rhode Island on her little grave, marked with her initials and a heart.

Then we sang the Easter resurrection song, “Christ is risen from the dead, trampling down death by death, and upon those in the tombs bestowing life.”

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3 Responses to “Anastasia Frey Iragui”
  1. tasia says:

    reading this and crying. What a beatuiful moment that you’ll always have to remember…then i realized it was you! Lots of love.

  2. Veronika says:

    Can feel now so much more acutely the lost of a tiny thing. What a perfect name. Could withhold my tears.

  3. Veronika says:

    * could NOT*

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