Two years ago, our family lost a very special person to suicide, our niece Sarita. At that time, when Mike & I were out in California with Sarita's mom, I found a Shel Silverstein book, Where the Sidewalk Ends, in Sarita's room. While we were there I read the book. This poem jumped out at me as one that Sarita would have liked. Especially now, at this time in our history, I felt the need to share it.
Like us all, Sarita had her, problems to deal with. She was an extremely generous soul. Sarita saw no difference in people. She was open to everyone. We hope that sharing this will remind us all that we have many more similarities than differences; we think she would like us to remember that. We miss you very much Sarita. Love, Aunt Judy & Uncle Mike
No Difference
From Where the Sidewalk Ends
by Shel Silverstein
Small as a peanut,
Big as a giant,
We're all the same size
When we turn off the light.
Rich as a sultan.
Poor as a mite,
We're all worth the same
When we turn off the light.
Red, black, or orange,
Yellow or white,
We all look the same
When we turn off the light.
So maybe the way
To make everything right
Is for God to just reach out
And turn off the light!