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This means a lot to me.

Edit: Just noticed that it has already been posted but will leave it anyway, just because I like it.

My thoughts are with you and your family. xx

Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Everything remains as it was.
The old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no sorrow in your tone.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that 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
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 but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting, when we meet again.

Please accept my condolences.






All Is Well

Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
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 world that it always was,
Let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It it 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.

Henry Scott Holland
1847-1918
Canon of St Paul's Cathedral



They are not dead,
Who leave us this great heritage of remembering joy.

They still live in our hearts,
In the happiness we knew, in the dreams we shared.

They still breathe,
In the lingering fragrance, windblown, from their favourite flowers.

They still smile in the moonlight’s silver
And laugh in the sunlight’s sparking gold.

They still speak in the echoes of words we’ve heard them say again and again.

They still move, In the rhythm of waving grasses, in the dance of the tossing branches.

They are not dead:
Their memory is warm in our hearts, comfort in our sorrow.

They are not apart from us, but part of us.

For love is eternal,
And those we love shall be with us throughout all eternity.



Life Goes On

If I should go before the rest of you
Break not a flower
Nor inscribe a stone
Nor when I am gone
Speak in a Sunday voice
But be the usual selves
That I have known

Weep if you must
Parting is hell
But life goes on
So .... sing as well

Joyce Grenfell
1910-1979



Indian Prayer

When I am dead
Cry for me a little
Think of me sometimes
But not too much.
Think of me now and again
As I was in life
At some moments it's pleasant to recall
But not for long.
Leave me in peace
And I shall leave you in peace
And while you live
Let your thoughts be with the living.



He is Gone (Remember Me)

You can shed tears that he is gone,
Or you can smile because he lived,
You can close your eyes and pray that he will come back,
Or you can open your eyes and see all that he has left.

Your heart can be empty because you can't see him
Or you can be full of the love that you shared,
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.

You can remember him and only that he is gone
Or you can cherish his memory and let it live on,
You can cry and close your mind be empty and turn your back,
Or you can do what he would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.



I am standing on the sea shore,
A ship sails in the morning breeze and starts for the ocean.
She is an object of beauty and I stand watching her
Till at last she fades on the horizon and someone at my side says:
"She is gone."

Gone! Where?
Gone from my sight - that is all.
She is just as large in the masts, hull and spars as she was when I saw her
And just as able to bear her load of living freight to its destination.
The diminished size and total loss of sight is in me,
not in her.

And just at the moment when someone at my side says,
"She is gone",
There are others who are watching her coming, and other voices take up a glad shout:
"There she comes"
- and that is dying. An horizon and just the limit of our sight.
Lift us up, Oh Lord, that we may see further.

Bishop Brent
1862 - 1926



Remember

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land:
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you planned:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.

Christina Rossetti
1830-1894



Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
I am a 1,000 winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sun on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled light
I am the soft star that shines at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there; I did not die.



Something Beautiful Remains

The tide recedes but leaves behind
bright seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down, but gentle
warmth still lingers on the land.
The music stops, and yet it echoes
on in sweet refrains.....
For every joy that passes,
something beautiful remains.

so sorry to hear of your loss

Liz

Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped into the next room.

I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.

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 effect, without the trace of shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant.

It it 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.

Thank you,
You are all very kind,this mean's so much to us at this heart-breaking time.
Thankyou:
Ann in Gloss,
Pauline,
Jules,
Catherine,
Mayblossom
For easing our pain xxx

Nudge up

nudged for future reference

Dear Gwen,
condolences to you and your family at this very sad time. A lovely verse is Remember me by Lynn New, its on these boards somewhere, I will have a look and nudge it up for you.
I know exactly how you are feeling, lost my wonderful father in law in June this year.
Cherish your memories of him,
(((((hugs))))) for you and family.

Cath xx

I am sorry to hear of your loss, may your Father in Law rest in peace...

Hugs to you all
Jules x

You have my condolences for your loss.


To think of me, just look around.
In earthly things I shall be found.
A falling leaf, a growing tree,
In every breeze you will feel me.
I’ll walk beside you, death holds no pain.
Be Reassured, we'll meet again.

Remember me in the family tree.
My name, my days, my strife.
Then I will ride on the wings of time.
And live an endless life.

Coming Home

To my dearest friends and family,
some things I'd like to say.
But first of all, to let you know,
that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven.
Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness;
Here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy
just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I am with you
every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you
when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me
and He said, "I WELCOME YOU",
"It's good to have you back again,
you were missed while you were gone.
As for your friends and family,
They'll be here later on.
I need you here so badly,
you're a part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do,
to help our mortal man."
God gave me a list of things,
that he wished for me to do,
and foremost on the list,
was to watch and care for you.
And I will be beside you
every day and week and year
and when you're sad I'm standing there
to wipe away the tear.
And when you lie in bed at night
the day's chores put to flight,
God and I are closest to you..
in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on earth,
and all those loving years,
because you are only human,
they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry,
it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers,
unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you
all that God has planned.
If I were to tell you,
you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain,
though my life on earth is o'er,
I'm closer to you now
than I ever was before.
And to my very many friends
trust God knows what is best,
I'm still not far away from you
I'm just beyond the crest.
There are rocky roads ahead of you
and many hills to climb;
But together we can do it
by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy
and I'd like it for you too;
That as you give unto the world,
the world will give to you.
If you can help somebody
who's in sorrow, hurt, and pain,
then you can say to God at night...
"My day was not in vain".
And now I am contented....
that my life was claimed worthwhile.
Know as I passed along the way
I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody
who is sad and feeling low,
Just lend a hand to pick him up,
as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street
and you've got me on your mind,
I'm walking in your footsteps
only half a step behind.
And when you feel the gentle breeze
or the wind upon your face,
that's me giving you a great big hug
or just a soft embrace.
And when it's time for you to go ....
from that body to be free,
Remember you're not going.. ..
you're coming here to me.
And I will always love you
from that land way up above.
Will be in touch again soon.

P.S. "God sends His Love"

~Author~ Ruth Ann Mahaffey

As I have gone before the rest of you
Break not a flower
Nor inscribe a stone
Nor when I am gone
Speak in a Sunday voice
But be the usual selves
That I have known

Weep if you must
Parting is hell
But life goes on
So .... sing as well

I am sorry to hear of your loss, may your hubby's Dad rest in peace.


Come dry your tears, smile again, love, I’m only a whisper away,
Near in the dusk of evening, Just out of sight through the day:
Watching you waking and sleeping, Hearing each prayer that you pray,
Sending my love to surround you, I'm only a whisper away,
Come dry your tears, smile again, love,
Remember the good times we've known,
Cherish the joy we discovered-
Love that was planted and grown
Your road may seem lonely ahead love,
And distant horizons look grey,
You won't be walking alone, dear
I'm only a whisper away.


Iris Hesselden

Hi Everyone.....
My hubby lost is dad on thursday..We are heart broken as a family....please can you send blessing / verses for loosing a loved one...i would be most honoured luv Gwen xx