Thank you so much for letting us read the obit for this wonderful woman.
The following was written by Henry Scott Holland 1847-1918 Canon of St Paul’s Cathedral.
When my father passed away my mother carried this around until her own passing and now I carry it around with me.
Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I and you are you. Whatever we were to each other that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Pray, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was, let it be spoken without effect without the trance of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was, there is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight. I am waiting for you for an interval somewhere very near just around the corner. All is well
My prayers and thoughts are with the Kimmett family