I lost my gorgeous Matilda, Bertie's sister, in August 2005 when she was only 11 months old. I think about her every day, but more when I'm feeling down. She is buried in the back garden of the house where I was living when she died, but we've moved since. The spring after she died, yellow flowers started growing over her grave even though I hadn't planted anything and nothing had ever grown anywhere else in the garden. The other day, I was feeling really sad about Matilda and was driving, when I saw a massive rainbow just as I was thinking about her. Something made me decide to change my route a bit and drive past my old house. When I passed the house, the fence had blown down, so I could see straight into the bit of the garden where she's buried ... and the yellow flowers have spread everywhere
This probably sounds daft but it was a real comfort.