Saturday, 16 July 2016

remembering dear dead ones

Following on from yesterday's ramblings about regrets and words spoken or not: if you haven't come across it before, (I hadn't) you might value (I did) this thought. 

It was carved on one of those little plaques, all identical, that they make into walls at crematoria, thus ensuring that they all merge into something depersonalised. 

 I must have walked past it a hundred times and not noticed it amongst the scores of little plaques. It caught my eye on the way to a funeral on Monday, and it stopped me in my tracks.

"He is not where he was.
He is wherever we are."

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