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Memories of Linda

Among the treasures uncovered while revisiting my mother's belongings was a poignant poem that beautifully echoes the essence of her spirit:

'Do not stand at my grave and weep.

I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am a diamond glint in the snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush.

I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight.

I am the soft starlight of night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.

I am not there, I do not sleep.'

This poem resonates with the vibrant spirit Linda embodied throughout her life. As we gather to reminisce and share, we warmly invite Linda's friends and family to contribute their cherished memories and stories. Each recollection, whether a humorous anecdote or a tender moment, is a precious thread in the rich tapestry of her life—a life resplendent with love, adventure, and warmth. Your shared memories will help us all honor and celebrate Linda in the way she so richly deserves. Let us come together to commemorate her remarkable journey and keep the luminance of her legacy alive in our hearts and memories.

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