Snoozy, I hope you find comfort, and love from your friends and family.
Hubby passed away this morning...
I'm deeply sorry to hear of your loss.
you must grieve now, and time is the only thing that will help. along with some good friends. think ove letting this board be one of your support groups. much love and caring
I am so sorry. You're in our prayers! God is watching over you.
Andi & Neil
May you find peace in your memories of the love you shared together. My sincerset condolences to you...
A vane turns as young leaves begin to rustle,a limb gently bends..
I remember back to when I was ten
sitting with my grandpa on the front porch swing
"Another traveler just past by," he says.
Then gently, he draws on his blackened hickory pipe
and leans back with a bit of a smile.
"Travelers?" I ask.
"I see nothing but fields and blue skies.
Grandpa, what do you mean?"
He tells me to shut my eyes
and only listen as he softly begins,
"Some men see only with their eyes and others,
with their hearts.
But I was only ten when my grandfather taught me to see within my
So shut your eyes and open your mind now."
Feel the wind, how it blows;
do you ever wonder from where it comes,
or to where it goes.
Who starts the wind, and why?
Some are just a gentle breeze,
others uproot mighty trees.
It lifts the birds into the sky
then, it stops as if to die.
See the wind against the sky...
another traveler just past by.
So, now I see though within my eyes.
The wind, it blows with each passing of a soul.
On angels' wings I see the breeze and, I feel the air
of a travelers' hand gently through my hair.
"Oh Grandpa, I see, I really do!"
The wind, it lives.
It lifts the birds and moves great trees.
And it even stops
then, it kisses me and whispers in my ear...
"Remember me when you feel a breeze,
a vane that turns, the rustling leaves.
I'm with you still, I always will."
...another travelers just past by.
Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush. Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
Edited by - cassiline on 5 February 2003 23:1:42
I am so sad to hear the news. Please accept my condolences.
Our deepest sympathies to you and your family. May your heart be strong.
Katie and Craig
My thoughts are with you. I am sorry for your loss. I hope you decide to come back in a while- you have lots of folks here who care about you !!!
Thank you for your humour over the past weeks, in the face of tragedy. I am very sorry for your loss. Peace to you.
I am so sorry for your loss, I lost my mother to cancer so I can relate how you must feel today. I hope you find comfort with you friends, my thoughts are with you.