Words of Comfort and Hope
For Those Who Help
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 are still.
Call me by my old familiar name,
speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone;
wear no false 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.
...I am but waiting for you, for an interval,
somewhere very near just around the corner.
All is well.
—Henry Scott Holland, English clergyman and theologian
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