Dragoncrest Cliffs Meet in the middle

He was so young to have learned what it felt to lose too much at once, and in so violent a way. She couldn't wish that loss away- if it had been possible, she would have wished for her mothers to come back long ago. Etienne looked to her now for ways of lessening the grief, and she wished that she had the right answer for him- but there was no way to know.

"You look for light in de life dat you 'ave.
In de warmth of a hug, in de sound of a laugh.
Look for good ways to make yourself busy,
but always take time to give loved ones a visit.

Your granmes be gone- but do not t'ink on dat.
T'ink on deir smiles, deir stories, deir laughs.
Look for dem in de surging waves,
in de singing cliffs, an' in whispering caves.
Dey are de scent of brine in de air,
de colours of de sunset, de dawn, de day.
Do not weep for dem because dey are gone,
rejoice to see bits of dem everywhere- watching you, after dey 'ave moved on."