Help me find a quote please that was on here...

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Hi, I remember someone putting up a lovely quote/reading about a tapestry. I am looking for something for my husband to read at my Dad's funeral which is on Thursday and I think this would be lovely.

Thank you x

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I remember that I think, was it about the Hindu religion and their beliefs on the afterlife?

Hi, it was something about when a person dies it leaves a big hole in a tapestry. All the threads are pulled apart but as life goes on, the threads rejoin but there's always a scar there but different colours. Something like that.

Go down to page 3 on this site, I can't seem to highlight and copy but there is a para there on the tapestry of life and how when you die, other people continue the tapestry because a person's life is never complete, it goes on as does the weaving the tapestry to tell the whole story (which includes the gifts that person has brought to their life, i.e. their children, the friends they have touched, the daily actions that made a small difference, it all combines to make their story which is just a small part of the whole tapestry of humankind).

HTH

Thanks but it wasn't that one. I just went on Ailidh's thread cos it was on there and ended up in bits. Someone linked in to Josh grogan's song and I just went.

Please people keep looking, thinking, I really want it now.x

Sorry, can't help.

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is this it?

We do not recover from the death of a loved one. In fact, we never recover from that death in the same way we recover from an illness or broken limb. It will always be a part of us?always?and to suggest otherwise is unrealistically and harshly to imply that we somehow ?get over? the feelings about the event or stop experiencing painful reminiscences of the loved one or the death.
A much more accurate metaphor is represented in the old Carole King song ?Tapestry.?

My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue
An everlasting vision of the everchanging view
A wondrous woven magic in bits of blue and gold
A tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold.

In fact our lives are ?tapestries,? and the death of a loved one is a ripping, gaping, bleeding hole in the very midst of that tapestry of our life. How, then, is the tapestry rewoven? It does not, with the mere passage of time, magically pull itself back together. Rather, it is rewoven only with the initiative, energy, and strength of the survivor reaching in and grasping the torn ends of threads, painfully pulling them back and tying them together. And it is rewoven only with those persons around the survivor cutting threads from their own tapestries and bringing them to the survivor, with love and support and caring and tears and strength, helping to further tie the threads and fill in the gaping hole.
So, eventually, the tapestry is rewoven. But that ?glitch? is always there, the roughness of that reweaving is, and always will be, apparent. In fact it may be twenty years from now, as the survivor reviews the tapestry of his or her life, or is in a particular setting, or hears a song on the radio, or remembers a special day of the month, that the rewoven seam is seen and felt again, and the survivor remembers and cries, or feels sad, or is touched by the love and caring expressed by those whose threads are apparent there?and that is perfectly normal. We do not recover from a death, but when we allow others to help, we can reweave our tapestry.

? Charles Meyer, in Surviving Death