Birthday Cousin Dale, Jay and family know I am holding you all up in prayers as you remember your wonderful Mom and Grandmother, my wonderful Aunt.
Dearest Aunt Erma,
I will love you forever as I keep you alive in my heart, I can still hear your laughter and singing at the beach from that wonderful trip so the below seems appropriate to post.
Until we meet again at That Great Seashore in Heaven
Love, megan
Henry VanDke*: "She's Not Gone"
*misspelled due to website's filter, apologies to the author
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength, and I stand and watch until at last she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come down to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says, 'There she goes!'
Gone where?
Gone from my sight ... that is all.
She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and just as able to bear her load of living freight to the place of destination. Her diminished size is in me, not in her.
And just at the moment when someone at my side says, 'There she goes!' there are other eyes watching her coming and their voices ready to take up the glad shouts “Here she comes!”
And that is dying.
