At 1:00 today Pacific Time say a little prayer for Marge.
I wish I could read this there - I'll write it here:
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 still are.
Call me by my old familiar name;
speak to me in the same easy way you always used.
Put no deference 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.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it always was;
there is absolutely unbroken continuity.
I am waiting for you, for an interval,
somewhere very near,
just around the corner
............and all is well...all is well