"Dear Emma." I looked at Ben, "This is a note to Emma?" He nodded, "Yes it came a little while ago." "Go ahead, read the note." I pulled the note out of the envelope Slowly, reverently I unfolded the note. I read: "Do not fear, we'll be together soon" "Love, OXOX" "Who is this from? I don't understand. Ben, this looks like a note of reunion and happiness." "It's from Emma's mother." "Where's Emma's mother?" "She's dead." Dear Emma asks the questions, Can love continue longer than death? Do those that go before us continue to care about us? Many people believe they do. Emma did.