Farewell to a friend

It’s never easy to bid farewell. We all suffer loss. We all grieve. We all ache. We all remember. A dear friend is gone but never will be forgotten.

Death is Nothing at All

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. 

Henry Scott Holland – Canon of St. Paul’s Cathedral, London (1847-1918)
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To have a good friend, you  must be a good friend. You know that’s a mantra of mine. Do the people you care about know how much they mean to you? Tell them often. Go ahead … take a few minutes right now!

Published by patriciasands

Patricia Sands lives in Toronto, Canada when she isn't somewhere else, particularly the south of France. With a happily blended family of seven adult children and, at last count, six grandchildren, life is full and time is short. Beginning with her first Kodak Brownie camera at the age of six, she has told stories all of her life through photography. Much to her surprise a few years ago, she began to write and has now published three novels, including two that are part of a six-book series set in the south of France. Love France? Love her work! Check out her website www.patriciasandsauthor.com She is particularly drawn to the rewarding friendships of women and the challenges many embrace once their families are grown. "It's never too late to begin something new," she enthuses. "As the saying goes, just do it!"

28 thoughts on “Farewell to a friend

    1. Thanks for sending the love, Kathy. I hope you weren’t affected by the terrible storms around Atlanta today. By the way, I’m coming to the RWA (Romance Writers of America) conference in Atlanta in July. We will have to get together!

  1. A beautiful remembrance. Another friendship step to take recently is to make a friend with someone in need of friendship. Recently, in a stressful time of my own I encountered someone even more stressed and I said those casual words “Call me if you need anything.” It was good to even let a stranger know I care, and now a friendship has begun.

    1. Julie, that’s a beautiful example of the amazing power of friendship. Thank you so very much for sharing that here. I love that you took that step and a connection developed.

  2. Very sorry for your loss, Patricia. And you are so right. If we want a good friend, we must be a good friend. And we must let those we love know how we feel. Everyday.

  3. Ah yes, the interval.

    I actually cannot believe this piece has the tears streaming from the corners of my eyes. It caught me off guard, as death does, so does beauty.

    But that interval? It is so very long. And I miss her so very much. *weep*

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