“Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.” ~ Mary Elizabeth Frye
I miss her so. What I wouldn’t do for my kids to know the incredible woman that was MeMae. Sometimes I transport myself back to childhood memories with her– and insert my own children into scene. She would absolutely adore them.
Not too many people manage to leave this earth on the same day they came into it. But my beloved grandmother did just that. I like to think of her coming full circle at the end of a very fulfilling life.
With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,