A few years ago, I lost someone important to me.   He was a friend of my family, and related to me by marriage on my mother's side.   He wasn't a blood relative, but his steady presence in our lives over the years had been a backbone to family events, weddings, funerals, graduations and more.   He died rather suddenly  and we were all left quite shocked when he passed.   How could someone who was only yesterday just fine, be gone from our world today? I'm sure many people ask this question.  My daughter, who at the time was only 5 years old, always called him Poppie.   He was fond of that title, and the name stuck.    Everyone started calling him that.  Two days after he passed, my daughter and I were walking hand in hand across the lawn; the sun was shining and there wasn't a cloud in the sky.   I remarked how beautiful the day was, and my daughter tugged at my hand and said "Mom, look! It's Poppie!"   Of course I looked, even though I knew Poppie was gon