Sunday, January 10, 2016
Dear Joyce,
I did not know Audrey well but the few times I was around her, I was amazed at her zeal for life and so touched by her love for her family. Spending Christmas with you a few years ago, really gave me a glimpse of her heart. Knowing you Joyce and meeting your family allowed me to know your mom through your love for each other--that's what loving moms impart--LOVE! I treasure her in you. It is who has made you uniquely you! All our love and prayers surround you and your precious family. Peace to you, dear friend.
Gone From My Sight
by Henry Van Dyke
I am standing upon the seashore.
A ship at my side spreads her white
sails to the morning breeze and starts
for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch her until at length
she hangs like a speck of white cloud
just where the sea and sky come
to mingle with each other.
Then, someone at my side says;
"There, she is gone!"
"Gone where?"
Gone from my sight. That is all.
She is just as large in mast and hull
and spar as she was when she left my side
and she is just as able to bear her
load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her.
And just at the moment when someone
at my side says, "There, she is gone!"
There are other eyes watching her coming,
and other voices ready to take up the glad shout;
"Here she comes!"
And that is dying
