In a message dated 10/19/2005 8:16:50 PM Eastern Daylight Time, jjilote@msn.com writes: I'm writing to say that I lost my oldest son Thomas this past thursday. He was 27 years old and I will miss him dearly. Janet Nielson Jilote I've seen your posts often. I recently lost a loved one too. Someone shared the following with me and it gave me a great deal of peace. I know this isn't the forum for this type of message, but I have a feeling it might be a blessing to many. Know this about your loved ones: I am the Gentle Autumn's Rain 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's hush, I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled 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. Anonymous Nothing rooted in love is ever lost, for it has become part of the living whole. Pam Brown