Don`t think of her as gone away---- her journey`s just begun; life holds so many facets- this earth is only one. Just think of her as resting from the sorrows and the tears in a place of warmth and comfort where there are no days and years. Think how she must be wishing that we could know, today, how nothing but our sadness can really pass away. And think of her as living in the hearts of those she touched..... for nothing loved is ever lost - and she was LOVED so much. ELLEN BRENNEMAN When I come to the end of the road and the sun has et on me, I want no rites in a gloom filled room, Why cry for a soul set free? Miss me a little - but not too long, and not with your head bowed low, Remember the love that once we shared, miss me - but let me go. For this is a journey we all must take, and each must go alone. It's all a part of the MAster's plan, a step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick of heart, go to the friends we know. And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds, Miss me - but let me go (Author Unknown)