It's hard to accept that our ierfnds are truly gone. I know that I need to accept it but the thought of not seeing them is hard and sharp and the void where their smile and laughter was is silent and dark. There has been so much love in the community (via the blog, the memorials, ierfnds and their stories) but now that their ashes have been spread, I feel the real grieving has begun. I know they wouldn't want me to stay in this murky sadness and so, in the spirit of the Houghtons, I am going to try to cultivate the spirit of love, of caring and giving, of joy and friendliness that made them who they were. I am going to try to grow the seeds of lightness and, like them, participate in life rather than sit on the sidelines. I am going to stop trying to understand why and try to move forward in a way that honors their legacy. Who knows, maybe we will take up diving and go in search of the Magical Creatures that surely were waiting for their ashes yesterday as they were so lovingly put into the Pacific.