The last of those three is really the only one that mattered and she was as crazy in love with him as he was with her. If ever there were two people who deserved a happy ending, it was they.
That is not to be and the pain that will be with my sister everyday for the rest of her life may feel at times greater than the moments of remembered joy of their lives together. I hope that will pass, and if I still prayed, that would be something for which I would.
I have no words to offer but these which I found from James Whitcomb Riley:
He Is Not Dead
I cannot say, and I will not say
That he is dead. He is just away.
With a cheery smile, and a wave of the hand,
He has wandered into an unknown land
And left us dreaming how very fair
It needs must be, since he lingers there.
And you—oh you, who the wildest yearn
For an old-time step, and the glad return,
Think of him faring on, as dear
In the love of There as the love of Here.
Think of him still as the same. I say,
He is not dead—he is just away.”-bill kenny