Today is Karen's birthday. We miss her smile, her laughter and her spirit. We miss her everything.All Is Well
by
Rosamunde Pilcher
Death is nothing at all. It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Nothing has happened.
Everything remains exactly as it was.
I am I, and you are you, and 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 difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
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 an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is absolute and unbroken continuity.
What is this death but a negligible accident?
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.
1 comment:
Thank you for your comment. I am guessing that you lost Karen some time ago, as we lost our Amy. As a Compassionate Friend, I fully understand. It is
surprising to me that the
conservative element of your church held on to the property. The Episcopal Church is ruthless about expelling them, using the Dennis Canon. I have recently
joined The Communion Partners, which seeks to
return The Episcopal Church to the "big tent"
of theological diversity.
Prof. Patrick Kimball
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