After my husband passed away, someone sent me this newspaper clipping about death, and how the person is still present, but has only, “slipped away into the next room”. I often think of this, and it has given me much peace. “I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged". I recently visited my youngest daughter, a junior in college, and spent the weekend with her. As I watched her with her friends, I felt overwhelmingly pro