For a year, we both bought two bouquets a month to remember her passing and living. It is strange to think she is dead. She suffered immensely from her health all her adult life, too. In a way, she is actually liberated from illness now. So that is good. But where is she gone? Her energy? Om tare tuttare ture svoha Om tare tuttare ture svoha Om tare tuttare ture svoha