Judy Carpenter Relation to Deceased: Roommate As I have just survived the first Memorial Day without I find the holidays to be very hard without your smiling face and happy outgoing personality The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips