We buried Luisa on Jan. 11, 2011, in Salt Lake City, Utah. It is such a beautiful spot. We had my husband's brother take pictures. I know it may seem strange, but I really want to remember everything, and pictures are the best way to do it. Even though it was so hard and I cried a lot. There was a very distinct sweet, peaceful spirit felt. Even though this experience is rough and challenging, I have found some beauty, or have traded the ashes of this experience for beauty ( see Isaiah 61: 1, 3 or this post).
“For the one who dies, life goes on and his free agency
continues; and death, which seems to us such a calamity, could
be a blessing in disguise...” - Pres. Spencer W. Kimball