Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep
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 glint on 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 at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!
Mary Frye
Mary Frye
My friend Amber lost her brother Ryan to suicide this week. His funeral was today and it was both one of the saddest and most beautiful services I've ever been to. Death is always sad, but when it's a suicide it's so much worse. My mom and I were with a large number of people that couldn't even get into the church because there were so many people there. I couldn't help but look around at all the faces of his family members, and his friends from school... so many people who are heartbroken tonight. If only he had known how many people loved him. If only he could have seen how many people would have helped him if he'd only said something. So many young people, kids still in high school who shouldn't have to deal with death yet... certainly not one of their friends. So many were there, grieving together, and it was beautiful. I felt so humbled by their pain. In particular, there was a young kid (probably 16 or so) standing by us and he couldn't stop crying. This kid with his baggy jeans and oversized tshirt kept taking his baseball hat off to cover his face while he cried and I just wanted to hug him so bad. The pain he was feeling was overwhelming. Then to think of the pain that Ryan's family is going through. Amber, if you read this know that you, your Mom and Dad are in my heart. I'm so sorry for what has happened to your family, and I hope that you know that Mom and I are here for you all in anyway you may need. Like Mom said to you today, we don't know what to say... but we'll be glad to listen to you, or cry with you, or even laugh with you. Whatever you need. Ryan was a great guy, and I'm always going to remember him as the laughing guy who was taking pictures of his butt while we did our hair. lol I hope that in time you'll be able to remember him and smile again too. I love you Amber.
5 comments:
I was a classmate of Ryan's and this was a beautifull story it made me cry thank you for caring so much!
For anybody that ever got to spend even just one minute in Ryan's presence, you'd know why everybody loved him. He could light up a room with just one little smile, he was beautiful inside and out and I miss him so much that sometimes even breathing is just too hard.
Ryans Mom
It really meant so much to me that you guys were able to be there, and I could hear the picture of his butt story over and over until my ears fell off. Each day without him has been so dull but I am so gratefull to see all the lives and people he touched.
I love you guys and thank your for this wonderful posting!
Amber
helooo i am muneza daniel in rwanda
my adress is danielmuneza@yahoo.fr
please say hi to Rynn Martinez
bye and GOD BLESS U
I still go back to read this every now and then. Sometimes it seems so long ago and sometimes it seems like it was just days ago. I like to read this and hear about how many people were there for him. When I google his name this always comes up and I read it again everytime. He is missed daily and this world will always be less of a place without him.
I miss you and your mom. Luv ya, Amber (Ryan's sissy)
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