The above was written by Henry Scott Holland who lived from 27 January 1847 to 17 March 1918. He was Regius Professor of Divinity at the University of Oxford
I’ve read that quote often and it brings me hope – as well as the one below, also from Holland:
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the 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.
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.
It was six years ago today that I learned that Dearest (Alice) had died.
These six years have been a challenge with me missing my best friend, and the challenges of the site she left behind.
Everywhere in my home, there are gifts and letters/cards she sent, emails I printed out, reminders all over. I’ll see something on TV and think that Alice and I will have a laugh over that – then I remember all over again.
I miss you so much, Alice! 😦
Power Surge 
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