she passed away

a funny angol srac mostoha mamaja szombaton eltavozott.. tudorak. megerintett a dolog, meg akkoris ha nem ismertem. ezt irtam neki:

death is nothing at all.

i have only slipped away into the

next room. whatever we

were to each, that we are still.

call me by my old familiar

name, speak to me in the

easy way whitch you always used.

laugh as we always laughed

at the little jokes we enjoyed

together. play, smile, think of me,

pray for me. let my name be

the household word that it

always was. let it be spoken without

effort. life means all that it

ever meant. it is the same as it

ever was; there is absolutely

unbroken continuity.

why should i be out of your

mind because i am out of your sight?

i am but waiting for you, for

an interval, somewhere very near

just around the corner...

all is well.

nothing is past;

nothing is lost.

one

breaf

moment

and all will be

as it was before

only better, infinitely happier

and forever.

We will all be one together.

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