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1. Constantino, Vivian, and Christina Armas on March 22, 2019 at 8:02 pm

   Our thoughts and prayers are with you. I’m sharing a poem that I find very comforting. I hope it comforts you.

   Gone From My Sight

   I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,
   spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts
   for the blue 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. She is just as large in mast,
   hull and spar as she was when she left my side.
   And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.

   Her diminished size is in me — not in her.

   And, just at the moment when someone 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…

   by Henry Van Dyke

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2. Sheila Windle on March 23, 2019 at 5:07 pm

   To Melo and your whole family,

   You are in my prayers at this time of loss of your dear sister. I do hope that there is another place to which she has gone; that she is just gone from sight from our perspective but not herself diminished at all, as the description posted above suggests.

   Wishing you strength and love today and in the days to come.

   Your friend always,
   Sheila

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