For Jack

Do not stand by my grave and weep I am not there I do not sleep I am a thousand winds that blow I am a diamond glint on snow I am the sunlight on ripened grain I am the gentle autumn rain When you awake in the morning hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circular flight I am the soft starshine at night Do not stand by my grave and cry I am not there ... I did not die - Anonymous I've tried to post three or four times but everything I say sounds really stupid. I'll just make a list. 1. I've thought of Jack since last week and he was on my mind all weekend. I don't know why. 2. When I read his first post today, I cried. Then I cried again when I read his second post. 3. Then I cried while I tried to say something that would make him feel better and knew that I couldn't. 4. Anything else I came up with was so personal I couldn't or wouldn't post it. Namely because I don't understand why I feel the way I do and anytime I try to explain it, it sounds stupid. I just erased five and six because, I can't force them out. I want to but I can't because everything I write sounds dumb. I'll just leave it at -- Jack I wish I was there to hold your hand.