
I couldn't believe it when my husband told me Heath Ledger had died. "No, no, it's some publicity stunt." I then scoured the radio and turned on the TV for news. Sadly it was true. I then called my own son who is only a few months younger and asked him to drive carefully home and to take care, and oh by the way, had he heard about Heath Ledger? Yes. We were all fans, especially of A Knight's Tale. To be quite honest, I'd never seen Brokeback Mountain-but I'd heard Mr. Ledger was very good. I did see The Patriot and cried. I do that a lot at sad movies. That's why this is so hard, mostly because it's life and not a movie. Movies are just celluloid and do-overs. Life you can't get back...
My deepest condolences to the Ledger family in Australia, Michelle Williams and to his daughter Matilda Rose. May God comfort you.
Do Not Cry
Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there; I do not sleep.
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's rain.
When you awaken in the morning hush, I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there; I did not die.

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