The babies I miscarried (apart from the one where I was further along) I buried under (okay beside) a memorial tree in my back yard. We moved two weeks ago and settled yesterday. So, on Sunday when we were there to get the last of our stuff, I dug around the tree, about three feet out and two feet deep and couldn't find them. They weren't where I left them
I near killed the tree cos I cut through all the roots looking for them and it was on a hell lean. We've had to leave the tree behind also because its flourished into this big beautiful tree (while means a lot spiritually to me) and didn't really want to kill it either. I feel I have let my angels down...