I am standing upon the seashore.

A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean.  She is an object of beauty and strength and I stand and watch her until at length, she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come together to mingle with each other.

Then someone at my side says; “There!  She is gone!”                                                    Gone where?                                                                                                                                Gone from my sight, That’s all.                                                                                            She is just as large in mast and hull and span as she was when she left my sight.  She is just as able to bear her load of living weight to her destined port. Her diminishing size is in me, not in her, and just at the moment when someone at my side says; “There!  She is gone!”                                                            There are other eyes watching her coming and other voices  taking up the glad shout;  “There she comes!”                                                                                          There is no Death.

(author unknown).

When my Son; David died these words gave me comfort.  Since David and I spent so much time together on the sea.  I could relate to this message.

I feel David’s spirit around me and the telephone often rings late at night. He was in the habit of calling me late at night. Even though his voice is not there I feel his presence.

To all of you that have lost a child my heart goes out to you.  The hole in my heart is so large, I fear it will never close.  So, I try to fill it with memories and fun times we shared.

Love,

Mary

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