Kola Bear

We had to let go of our baby Tuesday. She was very sick and we could not see putting her through grueling medical procedures and continual, progressive illness. What a feeling of loss it has been. I feel so alone at night without her. So far I've heard her two times and talked to her once. I feel for my husband though as she was his best friend. I know his heart aches for her. They say time heals but I think it just changes. Our hearts will always ache for her.

Death is Nothing At All

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 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.