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A Version of Mary Frye's "Do Not Stand at My Grave" poem. This link tells the background: http://www.businessballs.com/donotstandatmygraveandweep.htm

This is so similar to the prayer I picked out for my mothers prayer card at her funeral. I never knew this was a Native American prayer for the grieving. Being part Native American, I see I picked the right words

Heartache. Real. True. Pain whether the loss is a death, end of a relationship.. Some things are difficult to overcome. Your life may go on, but you may never stop loving that person. (Ick, makes me sick to my stomach reading this since I've known both, but I needed to share)

The moment that you left me, my heart was split in two; one side was filled with memories; the other side died with you . Remembering you is easy, I do it every day; but missing you is a heartache that never goes away. I miss you Dad