I woke up this morning not knowing what to find as the day went on through the evening and night. I felt so blissful; my lips were smiling through all, until late that evening I received a call. The voice said, “Your grandma’s dying and there’s no hope. The doctors said she won’t live long.” “If you want to see her before she parts, hurry up! there is no time.” My heart dropped down to the floor, the tears in my eyes overflowed. All these memories began to appear when I was a child and grandma was near. I prayed to God to give me the chance to see my grandma before she pass. Through many miles I had to cross I felt my world closing up. The sky was black all through the ride and there were no stars shining bright. I finally made it to where she was, God heard my prayers, she was still alive. As I walked to her dying bed I sadly saw how she laid there with no chance or hope. I picked her cold hands to caress my cheek, the way she used to do when I was a kid. I took a deep breath and gave her a kiss, but I couldn’t stop crying ‘cause I knew she’d be missed. The doctors walked in and said it'd be best to let her go with God as she felt no pain. The decision was made in just one blink, all the machines were disconnected and she didn’t breathe. Everyone was there around her bed crying and sobbing as her time came. But in my heart, grandma, you’ll always live no matter how far you’ve gone to be. © Copyright, 2000 All Rights Reserved