I wish you gentle days and quiet nights. I wish you memories to keep you strong. I wish you time to smile and time for a song. And then I wish you friends to give you love, when you are hurt and lost and life is blind. I wish you friends and love and peace of mind.
Hope is not an easy word for grievers but we, more than most others, need to understand what hope can mean for us.
Hope means finding the strength to live with grief.
Hope means nurturing with grace the joy of remembrance.
Hope means embracing with tenderness and pride our own life and the gifts left to us by those we have lost.
For each grave here a soldier lies at his rest
For each prayer that is said today out of love
For each sigh of remembering someone who died
Let us also give thought to the mothers and fathers, the brothers and sisters, the friends and the lovers whom death left behind.
“Wounds do not heal without time and attention. Yet, too many of us feel that we don’t have the right to take the time to heal from emotional and physical wounds.”
Where there is pain, let there be softening.
Where there is bitterness, let there be acceptance.
Where there is silence, let there be communication.
Where there is loneliness, let there be friendships.
Where there is despair, let there be hope.