HeartNote, February 21, 2019: Death. Yeah, but keep reading.

Today I'd like to talk to you about Death.

Granted, this isn't one of the best ways to begin an essay, but I have a short poem about it in my desk. I ran across it while going through some papers and I'm going to share it with you.

It helped my clients go through the grieving process when they lost somebody close to them, and I hope it helps you.

It's called, "What is Death by Henry Scott Holland (1847-1918)

Death is nothing at all.  I have only slipped away into 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 in 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 affect,     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 absolutely unbroken continuity.  Why should I be out of mind     because I am out of sight?

I am waiting for you,    for an interval,       somewhere very near,         just around the corner.

All is well.


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