Always loved

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?

Henry Scott Holland

 

 

It is with great sadness that I let you know that the Lord has taken my mum home.

She is with us still in love and memory and reunited with my dad.

 

I know this is not my usual positive post but happy positive people also feel sadness and grief.

I will be a bit quiet for a little while as I need all the strength, but I will be back to blogging world as you, my blogger friends  encourage me, make me strong , share love and understanding and give me so much happiness.

Thank you all!

There is a time

There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:

²     a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
³     a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
⁴     a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
⁵     a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
⁶     a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
⁷     a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
⁸     a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.

Ecclesiastes 3,1-8

It is sad but also in a way joyful that the Lord has taken my dad home! He is with HIM and can be whole again. I am grateful for God’s timing as my dad wanted to go.

It has been a hard time and I can say that it did/does make me stronger. You can love someone but you also need to let go.

Death is no more than passing from one room into another. But there’s a difference for me, you know. Because in that other room I shall be able to see.  – Helen Keller …..so it will be for my dad.

Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them. – George Elliot

I know this is not my usual positive smiley post but happy positive people also feel sadness and grief.

I will be a bit quiet for a little while but I will be back to bloggingworld as you, my bloggerfriends  encourage me, make me strong , share love and understanding and give me so much happiness.

Thank you all!