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. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then someone at my side says: "There, she is gone!"

"Gone where?"

Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.

Her diminished size is in me, not 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 ready to take up the glad shout: "Here she comes!"

And that is dying.

Henry Van Dyke





Nellie Annie (McKusick) Wozneak Feb. 22, 1916 - July 13, 2002

Rest in Peace Mama ... you live on in my heart.

Perhaps she is now reunited with Dad and they are happy together, as they were back then.





Thank you Phil Hodgkins and Marsha Guinn for the beautiful poems you wrote for Mom.


Goodbye

In Memory of Sharon Langan's mother
Where do we go when we leave from here?
What is there left of love and living
The family cried with grief and fear,
And how go on, with only grieving
to heal our souls?

How can we let her go from us
Her spirit slaking Heaven's thirst
When we below are very dust—
Broken, cracked, dried and burst
A husk of souls?

Faith says that we will meet again,
Though where's unknown and we unknowing;
Our hearts we say are broke, but then
She lives in memory's embers, glowing
In minds and souls.

Until we are at last together,
we'll say goodbye then, for a time,
Knowing well that when or whether
Depends upon our God sublime
Who made our souls.
© Phil Hodgkins, 2002

To see the dressed up version click here: Grief


Up Yonder

She's gone to dwell up yonder
where the peaceful waters flow
Surrounded by Angels and loved ones
Contentment is all she now knows.

No more pain or grief
She's free of her worldly strife
Up yonder she's happy now
Beginning a beautiful new life.

When it's your time to go up yonder
The two of you will reunite
And walk by the peaceful water
Lit by Heaven's golden light

©Marsha Guinn 7-14-02
To see the dressed up version click: Up Yonder


Thank you also to all of you who sent your prayers and support during this very difficult time. It meant a lot.

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