Well, I have in a way ttfn, my daughter came over and took me to the cemetery where my husband's ashes are buried. We put some flowers in the pot on the headstone. His grandfather and grandmother and some of his aunts and uncles are also there. This is what he wanted as he always said he spent the happiest hours of his childhood with them. It was not morbid, just what I like to do. All my lovely memories of him are in my head.
Going back to 4th May - it is very odd that three such outstanding incidents for me should all happen on this date. Must be a lucky one for me.