It's your love I've been after since you first said my name. And the storm I am caught in - waiting in Vain.


unable are the loved to die...

This week a friend of mine lost his mother. The thing about death and loss is that it inevitably brings up our own fear of losing someone that we love so dearly.  To my sweet Grant, you are strong and your mom is with you through this entire journey, stay strong. To everyone else, don't ever forget to say "I love you" to the ones who count...

Grant, I know she's in your heart every night. 

Unable are the loved to die.  For love is immortality.  
~Emily Dickinson

Although it's difficult today to see beyond the sorrow,
                              May looking back in memory help comfort you tomorrow.
~Author Unknown

Death is Nothing At All

Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference into 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 a shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.

There is absolute 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.
 Henry Scott Holland ~ 1847-1918