It is nothing at all ---Henry Scott Holland It is nothing at all. I have only slipped away to the next room. I am I and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, That, we still are. Call me by my old familiar name. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without effect. Without the trace of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same that it ever was. There is absolute unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you. For an interval. Somewhere. Very near. Just around the corner. All is well.
抱抱MM
谢谢,即使我不想再过这个节了,可是家还有小娃要过。哎!羡慕你能回去那么久。
我们的妈妈都是去了天堂,老妈大概20多年前就受洗了。可惜事发突然,我又不在场,家人把妈妈土葬了,和我爸合了坟。
三年前失去了爸爸,抱抱楼主
其实你的遗憾永远弥补不了了,这种遗憾才是痛彻心扉的。要坚强,以后无论怎么样都不能再有这种决定了。
没错,妈妈在天堂欣慰地看着你呢。