“Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other, that we still are.
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 forced 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.
Let it be spoken without effect.
Without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolute, unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind,
Because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you.
For an interval.
Somewhere. Very near.
Just around the corner.
All is well.” (Taken from a poem at a child’s grave in Scotland)
In loving memory of TJ Aceti who was so greatly loved. You live on in our hearts and are dearly missed. Until we are together again, we remember and love you always.
Malcolm, MariBeth, Jonathan and Shanelle
