Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, you are you, and the old life we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Call me by that old familiar name. Speak of me in he easy way that you always used to. It no difference in into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow . Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we always enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without and effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant.t is the same as it ever was.here is a absolute and unbroken community. What is death but a negligible accident? Why should i be out of mind because I'm out of site? I am but waiting for you,for a interval, somewhere very near., just around the corner. All is well
All is well
