Bill and Charlene Francisco

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the evening 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 the 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 the mast and 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 as the moment when someone at my side says: “There, she is gone!” other eyes are watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout: “Here she comes!!”

Mom and Dad, Grandma and Grandpa, we love you both and still miss you every single day. With Much Love – Your Family.