ObiKit - Write Your Own Obituary
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There are many comforting things to read and say when someone has gone. ObitKit provides you with a nice selection to choose from.
Here are just a few…
I am standing on the seashore.
A ship appears and spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the ocean.
She is an object of beauty and I stand watching her
till at last she fades away on the horizon, and
someone at my side quietly says, “She is gone.”
Gone where?
Gone from my vision that is all; she is just as large as
when I saw her last, and just as able to bear her load of
living freight to its destination.
The diminished size and total loss of sight is in me,
not in her; and just at the moment when someone at
my side says, “She is gone,” there are others who are watching her coming and other voices take up a
joyful shout:
“Here she comes!”
— Robert Browning or
Henry Van Dyke
Here is one of the passages that was included with my grandmother’s wishes for her service:
Warm summer sun
Shine kindly here,
Warm southern wind,
Blow softly here.
Green sod above,
Lie light, lie light.
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.
— Mark Twain
ObitKit, Susan Soper: pink dalhias
ObitKit, Susan Soper: ocean sunset
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 the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there. I did not die.
— Mary Elizabeth Frye, 1932
There is something infinitely healing
in the repeated refrains of nature –
the assurance that dawn comes after
night, and spring after winter.
— Rachel Carson
Birth is a beginning and death a destination;
But life is a journey.
A going, a growing from stage to stage:
From childhood to maturity and youth to old age.

From innocence to awareness and ignorance to knowing;
From foolishness to discretion and then perhaps, to wisdom.
From weakness to strength or strength to weakness and often back again.
From health to sickness and back we pray, to health again.

From offense to forgiveness, from loneliness to love,
From joy to gratitude, from pain to compassion.
From grief to understanding, from fear to faith;
From defeat to defeat to defeat, until, looking backward or ahead:

We see that victory lies not at some high place along the way,
But in having made the journey, stage by stage, a sacred pilgrimage.
Birth is a beginning and death a destination;
But life is a journey, a sacred pilgrimage,
Made stage by stage… To life everlasting.
— Rabbi Alvin I. Fine
ObitKit, Susan Soper: serene cemetary at sunset
Joy be with you while you stay, and peace be with you on your way.
— Irish Blessing
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