Well, I was at work when I found out and while I really tried to keep it together (I did too considering I can cry at Hallmark commercials) its all coming loose now.
I keep waiting for someone to pinch me and wake me up.

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there, I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

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