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A dear friend of my wife’s family lost her battle with cancer last week.  She was fairly coherant until the final days and therefore was able to plan her own funeral.  She wrote this piece called “Togetherness” that I was touched by so much that I felt it worthy of reprinting.  Here it is:


Death is nothing at all.  I have only slipped into the next room.

Whatever we were to each other, we still are.  Call me by my old familiar name.  Speak to me in the same easy way you always have. Laugh as we always laughed at the Little Jokes we enjoyed together.  Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.

Life means all that it ever meant.  It is the same as it always was.  There is absolute 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 has been lost.  One brief moment and all will be as it was before – only better.  Infinitely happier.  We will be one, together forever.

Norma V. Simmons of Wheeling WV. 1929-2011
May you rest in peace