“She is was great woman and will always be loved and missed. I leave with an Irish Blessing called
"Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep"
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there... I do not sleep.
I am the 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 waken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of gentle birds in circling flight...
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry_
I am not there... I did not die... "
“I had a dream last night. You were alive and came to tell me. I kissed you and you gave me your phone number. I went to give it to John and realized the number wasn't yours, but I was happy because you were alive. I tried to figure out whose number I had when I woke up. I then realized its the 6 month anniversary of your memorial service today. I still miss you. You are the reason for being.”
“Im sad about this. Ill allways remember you and the talks we used to have. Its so sad. We never really met in person but I knew your soul. I hope you rest in peace, doll.”
Anthea
SUICIDEGIRL
Norway
MAY 30, 2008 04:38 AM