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 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 two years ago today that I learned that Dearest (Alice) had died.
These two years have been a challenge with me missing my best friend, and the challenges of the site she left behind. I’m trying my best to keep the boards going but just a couple days ago, I got an incredibly mean and hurtful email from someone.
Part of that said “People were benefiting from the site for 20 years, and you let everything get ruined. What was great is now completely worthless. Great way of honoring Alice, I hope you feel proud of yourself.”
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! 😦