we lost our son, Anne, as did many others, but we have our memories of him and souls cannot die. We can still walk with Walter in the spring.

And every day in heaven will be more beautiful than the one before it Davy, assured Anne.

And yet... you wouldn't want it to stop hurting... you wouldn't want to forget your little mother even if you could.

Death isn't terrible. The universe is full of love - and spring comes everywhere - and in death you open and shut a door. There are beautiful things on the other side of that door.

She had died in her sleep, painlessly and calmly, and on her face was a smile- as if, after all, death had come as a kindly friend to lead her over the threshold, instead of the grisly phantom she had dreaded...Anne, looking down through a mist of tears, at her old playfellow, thought she saw the face of God had meant Ruby to have, and remembered it so always.

tasted the bitterness of death

The Bible is a love story that begins with a divorce. Everything from the third chapter of Genesis through the end of Revelation is the story of a betrayed lover wooing us back into His arms so we can enjoy the love of family forever.

And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since and lost awhile.

Grief was a vicious parasite. It had dug and clawed its way into my heart, feeding off the guilt raging through me. But I'd find a way to exterminate it.

After death something new begins, over which all powers of the world of death have no more might.

My daddy has a chain five miles long, on each link a heart for a lover he has lost.

I want to experience everything heaven offers, but most of all, I want to hear those never-ending songs again.