I often referred to Karen as the Garden of my Soul as I experienced her development from a tiny bud to a full bloomed flower.
Her aura was of pure light, and when she crossed the threshold of death, my existence wandered in darkness.
I am not one to profess a world of knowledge as the affliction of grievance tore my soul into shreds. I found no answers, nor the strength to unravel the new conditions of my existence in my world of sorrow.

Often, the thought of Karen as being the Garden of my Soul, sparked a sense of the world around me beyond the darkness of despair, and this spark inspired me to build a memorial garden with the thought that Karen's spirit would emanate from the flowers and trees I planted in this realm. It was a challenge because the life form I wanted to grow in the garden had to battle the conditions of dry desert soil and scalding sun.

This task progressed into evolving my spirit to a higher level, experiencing the universal law of cause and effect with all its constant life movements of energy which animates all life form. A process of deciphering my encumbered thoughts within the corners of my mind began to impact my existence as I truly felt that all living things were created by God's spark therefore seeking divinity in the universe.
Karen lives within all this energy and I had to recreate my own life form so I could feel her presence in the soft breeze and the rustling of leaves in the little paradise garden that now represents life.

The tears I shed is for her physical absence, yet when I look at her garden I feel her presence within the flowers happily dancing in the wind. When I rest my gaze upon the pond and listen to the rhythm of the flowing water, I hear ever so softly the sound of her laughter.
I transport my soul into the ethereal dimension where she now lives in spirit and bask in its tranquility. I know that there are no boundaries between Karen and I, for she is alive in every flower, every tree and most of all in every part of my being.

ENTER MEMORIAL GARDEN