

THE LIFE GARDEN IS A HEALING JOURNEY
We will not hide our grief...or bury it… we will use it to transform a space. Out of our tears and sorrows; through the losses and renewals; the space will represent the emotional cycles of the healing process reflected in the natural cycle of the changing seasons. This is the premise of The Life Garden—a living memorial garden for babies.
Most people who have suffered the devastating loss of a pregnancy have no tangible place to go to remember their babies. The Life Garden will be located on a gentle slope beside the cemetery at St. Joseph’s in Worcester. From the Garden site’s vantage point you can see a beautiful view of the South Hill. The walk through the Life Garden will take you on a healing journey and along your walk you will have an opportunity to memorialize your loss by adding your own engraved memorial cross. It is our hope for the families that visit The Life Garden to find peace in this sanctuary that help soothe their grief and ease the mourning process.
The garden is being created for families to use as a special place of reflection and prayer for all those who have been touched by the devastating loss of a pregnancy or an infant. It is our hope that once The Life Garden is completed families will come to sit on the benches and take in the view, the colors, and fragrances and be comforted in knowing you are in place where your sadness can start being transformed.
The Life Garden as a living memorial will focus on the healing journey and is designed as such. Each sculpture and garden section represents a part of the healing process.
"A woman who loses her husband is called a widow
A man who loses his wife is called a widower
A child who loses its parents is called an orphan
There is no word to describe a parent who loses a child
For there is no word to describe the pain…."
The Life Garden is open to all who suffer the pain of a loss of a child by miscarriage, stillbirth, abortion or neonatal death. This pain is universal and does not discriminate so neither do we.
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