Georgann Coven-Ross

We are sure the crowd waiting to meet Rory was tremendous and so excited to see him. May he Rest In Peace.

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side, spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts for the blue ocean. I stand and watch her until eventually she is just a speck barely visible where sea and sky meet.

It seems she is gone, but only from my sight. She is just as large and proud as she was when she left my side and still carrying her living freight to a port we cannot see.

And while we wave tearfully goodbye from this shore, we cannot see or hear the countless others, on another shore excitedly waving Hello!