In going through my family's things, I came across this poem and felt compelled to share it. I hope you enjoy it and find peace in it's meaning.
It was written by: Henry Scott Holland (1847 - 1918) Canon of St. Paul's Cathedral
"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. 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."
How beautiful is that? Blessing to you and your loved ones - here and on the other side. They are still with us. They love us just the same and share in our joys and love. We just cannot see them, but we can feel them. Feel their love surround you and know that you are not alone!