Death is nothing at all I have only slipped away into the next room. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Let it be spoken without effect, Without the ghost of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was, There is absolutely unbroken continuity. I am but waiting for you, for an interval, Somewhere very near just around the corner. And Ardythe, those same angels will return to be ministering spirits, sent to you from the presence of God to be a very present help in your time of need.