I only found out about Sam's passing today, half a year after his memorial. We were close and I was supporting him through his time coming back from Portugal and getting help in Bristol, but through a tragic turn of events, I lost access to my only form of contact with him and have been looking for him ever since. So devastated to find out he has passed on. He lives on in my thoughts and fond memories. With love to you Sam. Always Marie xx 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. - Mary Elizabeth Frye