AN IRISH FUNERAL PRAYER.

I took this prayer from the program at my friend's funeral this past Saturday.  I'll love this prayer, forever as I live, as all of us loved sweet Benjamin Salvaty, husband of dear wife Pat, he an Irish Italian American from birth here in California.

"Death is nothing at all.  It does not count.  I have only slipped away into the next room.  Everything remains as it was.  The old life that we have lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.  Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.  Call me by the old familiar name.  Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.  Put no sorrow in your tone.  Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.  Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.  Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.  Let it be spoken without effort.  Life means all that that it ever meant.  It is the same as it ever was.  There is unbroken continuity.  Why should I be out of minds because I am out of sight?  I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.  All is well.  Nothing is hurt;  nothing is lost.  One brief moment and all will be as it was before.  How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting, when we meet again.   

(Funeral Mass for Benjamin Benedict Salvaty III, at St Terese Church, Alhambra, Ca, April 19, 2008.)