God knows I am sorry to be the cause of sorrow to anyone in this world, but everyone must die and for every death there must be sorrow. All the things I had hoped to do with you after this exhibition are as nothing now, but there are greater things for us to do in the world to come. My only regret is leaving you to struggle in this world alone, but I may be coming to you in a quicker way. I feel so happy now in having had time to write to you. One of my notes will surely reach you. Dad’s little compass and Mother’s little comb are in my pocket. Your little testament and prayer book will be in my hand or in my breast pocket when the end comes. All is well.
The letter left behind by British doctor and explorer Edward Wilson (23 July 1872 – 29 March 1912) to his wife. ‘Uncle Bill’ Wilson (pictured far left) was part of the failed Antarctic expedition team that perished 12 miles from their next food depot after a severe blizzard stopped them. I’ve also quoted Robert Falcon Scott, the leader of the group, and his famous words, here.
Alex Raphael 
How sad so close but far away from their final meal. . . Happy weekend to you, Alex! As promised am flying by your posts now to leave a “wake” of waves and likes! 🙂 🙂
I need to do the same with yours. It was a very sad story. They finished second and on the way back everything that went wrong could have gone wrong.
Powerful words… but, true Love never dies!
It really doesn’t.
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Very sad but very moving.
This is sad but very powerful.
It really is. The whole situation too. They didn’t even reach the South Pole first. This video does a pretty cool sum up of it https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hoHloQFJNvs
Thanks for the link, will have to give it a watch. Did you check out my blog questionnaire post?
I’ll have a look now
Well that just says it all. A lot of thought went into those words knowing who would read them and why and they’re very touching.
Yes. Very comforting. It’s nice to know he was at peace.