Monday, December 13, 2010
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Thursday, December 2, 2010
God looked around his garden and found an empty place,
he then looked down upon the earth and saw your tired face,
he put his arms around you and lifted you to rest with the help of his angels they flew you to your heavenly place.
Gods garden must be beautiful, he always takes the best he knew you were suffering, he knew you were in pain he knew that you would never get well on earth again.
He saw the road was getting rough and the hills too hard to climb he closed your weary eyes and whispered "peace be thine".
It broke our hearts to lose you but you didnt go alone for part of us went with you the day god called you home.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Kelly Elizabeth Reid
October 6, 1978 - November 27, 2010
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to 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 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 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
Canon of St. Paul's Cathedral ~ London. UK