B. I recently shot a tribute arrow for a close friend of mine who died of cancer. Some of us guys from church who knew him had a monthly Friday night grill out, followed by a bible study. I brought my recurve and special arrow and we each shared good memories of our friend. They weren't archers, but told them of this tradition and my intent, asking each friend to initial the arrow with a Sharpie. I then launched it East (toward the Son) into the darkness of the forest in memory of Phil. There were many tears, but great memories shared and remembered.
May God heal your hurt.