February 12, 2011Personal Notes
A brief and wholly inadequate explanation for my silence, this week.
I am sorry, Justin.
There sre no adequate words to express the complex web of emotions when you lose your Mom.
Perhaps you’ll feel a sense of comfort knowing that you are not alone in your thoughts. Thoughts and prayers are with you.
God rest her soul.
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 sun 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.
Justin, my deepest sympathy to you and your family. God Bless.
Any of us who’ve lost a parent and/or a sibling can empathize with what you’re going through.
Your mom is still with you. The earthly vessel she arrived in was laid to rest.
Sorry for your loss. I don’t often pray, but I will remember you and your family next time I do find myself in a conversation with god.
Wear her hat well, Justin.
My own mother’s influence magically appears in my writing when I least expect it.
“Words fail” Amen Brother.
Praying for you and your family. I’m so sorry.
Very, very sorry for your loss, Justin. No doubt she was very proud of your work.
Very sorry for your loss.