Sachiko's Dream (e-mailed today from Japan)

Dear Sara

Hello. How are you? We are doing good.
I hope you are doing everything O.K.

Congratulations! for your wedding.
Also thank you for sending your wedding invitation card which is very beautiful of you
and handsome young man.

I was in Kakogawa where is near Osaka for our business trip since Aug 11th.
I came back home on 18th night.

On the 18th morning I saw a dream. You and Bill (your father) were in my dream.
You wore the wedding dress, and Bill wore the suit with smiling face.
In the dream I said to you, “Congratulations! When are you going to get married?”
You said in December. It made me surprised, it was truth.

(I have known you are going to get married. Moki sent me the pictures which you wore the wedding dress last month.
I didn’t know you are going to get married in December until I came back home on 18th night).

Bill asked me,” Hi, Sachiko, How are you?”
I replied him “Good. I heard you past away in April, didn’t you?.”
He was nodding with smile. And he said “ I’m here".

Then I awaked. I sat up on the bed, I couldn’t realize what was it? What happened?
Then,I realized it was a dream.

When I think about Bill, he has always smiling face.
He was very special to me. He was a great teacher and a good father.
I learned a lot from him.

In Japan, we have a special song which is very popular since year before.
The title of this song is “ A thousand of wind” in Japan.
Japanese person made a song for this poem.

The title of this poem is “Do not stand at my grave and weep” in America.
Mary Frye made this poem.
This poem is from America. Probably you already know it.
The 11 years old girl read this poem for her father after one year Sep.11th.

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand of winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun 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 circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
So do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.

Bill did not die. He became a thousand winds.
He blows and runs all over the huge and wide sky.

When I think about dead people, this poem gives me healing.
I am helped by this poem.

I have been thinking to whom sent this poem for this 4 months.
I couldn’t decided, but I saw a dream you and Bill two days ago.
So , I decided to send it to you.

Congratulations! for your wedding. Sara.

We love you. Please say “Hello “ to your mother and brothers.

With love

Sachiko

Sau vali vali

Found this email today written by Abba in 2006. I can still hear his voice singing it-

FYI, with love...

It's a Samoan song that I sang to your mother when we were courting; in particular, driving her to summer school from Las Vegas, in 1962:

Sau vali vali means go for a walk
Tau tala tala means too much talk,
Alofa ia te oe means I love you,
Take it easy, sai sai le mu!

Love, --Abba