Death Is Nothing At All

May Estelle's reading of this poem, written by Henry Scott-Holland and often read at funerals, bring you some comfort. "Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened..... "

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I lost my father in August, my mother in 2010. This poem brings me so much peace, and somedays even a smile. I miss them very much.

🙏🕊️🕯️🕊️🙏there are no words for how needed the tender delivery of this was here 🙏🕊️🕯️🕊️🙏..lost my friend ofover 40 years just3 weeks ago now,been devastated,was able to smile through the tears at the thought of "until we meet again "🕯️💙🕯️💙🕯️

Lovely. I haven’t lost anyone dear recently, but I feel this with those that I’ve lost in the past. They are nearer now. Geography is not an obstacle any longer. I speak with them and sense their presence anytime I think about them. I feel certain that we will meet again.

My mother in law is now in the process of passing into the other unknown realm. This was a great comfort for me. Thank you!

Beautiful!

Estelle,

You remind me of my great grandmother.

Sincerely,
Ashlyn Fay