Friday, September 27, 2019
Kim and family,
I am so sorry to hear of this. I know this is a very difficult time. I received this poem that helped to provide comfort to me during the time of my father's death. I want to pass this along to you and hope you will also find comfort in the words, as well.
"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 sorry. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes
we enjoyed together. Pray, 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 is 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
1847-1918
Canon of St. Paul's Cathedral
