This blog is dedicated to Kristin's broken movie plate, for which we are all sad is gone. I would like to take a moment to reflect on the plate, whom I will call "chipper." Let me take this time to provide a dramatic reading in honor of chipper. It is entitled:
"Miss Me, But Let Me Go"
When I come to the end of the road,
and the sun has set for me.
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room.
Why cry for a plate set free?
Miss me a little—but not too long,
and not with your head bowed low.
Remember the food I allowed you to share.
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take, and each must go alone.
It’s all a part of the potter's plan, a step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart, go to the friends we know.
Bear your sorrow in good deeds (and baked goods for Kristi). Miss me, but let me go.
Let us all remember chipper and the good deeds he used to perform. Remember the snacks, the salads, sandwiches, egg toast, and stolen bagels he used to gently hold. Remember chipper, but let him go.
Peace be with you in this time of mourning.