Please accept my condolences. Your daughter is beautiful and a delightful treasure. Photographs of our children become more precious than gold. My son, Brian passed away four years ago. I still am not sure why the L-rd took him from us. I was teaching him photography before he died. I will be donating a camera to his high school in his name. I can be privately messaged. Please visit my son's website at
www.BGMFoundation.orgJust remember we will all be together in eternity.
I wish to leave you this poem. Please keep it close as you remember her.
TOGETHERNESS
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.
Nothing is past; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before only better, infinitely happier and forever we will all be one together with G-d.
Henry Scott Holland