Sunday, June 27, 2010

A friend passed this on today, and it was a good reminder for me.

"Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I, and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was, let it be spoken without effort, without the trace of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was; there is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner. All is well." ~Henry Scott Holland


MandyMy said...

OMG! My best friend sent this to me in a card after Dan passed away, and then I read it at my Grandfather's funeral mass. I love this poem, it's an amazing way to look at death. In the end we'll all be together again!! Hugs and love!!

Laura said...

What a wonderful quote. Love it!

Brooke said...

How beautiful Stacey!