Every time I work in the garden I feel your presence. Your tree continutes to thrive, its a tangible symbol that I can relate to, and it gives me a sense of comfort knowing your ashes are right here with me. I know that God knew you were suffering, he saw that the road was getting rough and you would never get well on earth again, so he put his arms around you and lifted you to his Garden of Eden, where Peace, comfort and no suffering exists. He broke my heart when he took and I continue to grieve your loss. A part of me went with you. Lord, help me to understand that it is only by dying that we we awaken to Eternal Life.