Taylor Xiao Zhi Hyland

I am Dick Hyland’s first cousin and the Hyland/Hansen cousins were inseparable when we grew up together in the 1950s & 1960’s Los Angeles County. I was distressed to hear of your loss and I’m grasping for words of condolences. I guess it can be summed up by words spoken at Taylor’s Great-Great grandmother Bessie Cuthbert’s graveside services in 1947. Bessie was Louise’s mother and I feel in my heart that Taylor has been welcomed by her ancestral family in heaven:
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.
May God comfort the family at your time of loss.
Michael Hansen