RIP and my sincere condolences to her family and friends.
I didn't know her well, but through her posts here at MR her beautiful personality shone through.
Whenever someone disappear off a forum, someone who contribute a lot and made his presence felt, we say they have moved on. In this case we can say this too: she has moved on. We are the poorer for it for we got left behind.
This is a poem that has helped me when I lost my gran (who was very close to me).
Do not stand at my grave and weep by Mary Elizabeth Frye
Quote:
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.
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