I found some words, that really touched my heart..
ALL IS WELL by Henry Scott-Holland.
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 and if you want to, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was,
Let it be spoken without effect,
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 around the corner.
All is well.. little Jessy..
I'm so shocked to see this thread(and that it's already so old.) I never knew she had problems with her health. On the forum I saw very upbeat responses and topics from her and I enjoyed interacting with her on several of them. I hope she is happy, wherever she may be.
@SilverBells, I can't imagine what it's like to lose a parent. I hope your dad found peace and happiness. My condolences to you and your family.
Death is such a horrible thing... I lost my Grandad on Halloween a few years back now, due to cancer.
"Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?"
"Do not stand at my grave and weep" by Mary Elizabeth Frye
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die