It’s been three weeks now and nearly 5.000 people visited this memorial page. Some of them left some nice lines in the book of condolences or wrote an email. Thanks to you.
I am sad I had to build this memorial page - not because I am feeling somehow obligated to do this as a gift for Evan to keep him remembered, but sad that this tragedy happened in the first place. What would I give to build a fan page of Evan rather than building this memorial page! I’m still thinking of what problems he was suffering to finally decide to end his life. I am missing him, it hurts but I don’t want to stop missing him.
I found a nice poem. I hope there’s some truth in it:
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
I am a 1,000 winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sun 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 light
I am the soft star that shines at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there; I did not die.
I am not there, I do not sleep
I am a 1,000 winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sun 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 light
I am the soft star that shines at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there; I did not die.
Unknow author
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