I see the warm light at the e3nd of the dusky tunnel, a bright yellow, tinted white light, shining magnificently harmonious with the setting as I walk in. The room, as my entire family was there, so peaceful, was decorated with scented flowers, like the scent of lilies of the field. There were beautiful wooden chairs facing forward toward a corpse in a funeral casket there, my beloved grandma laid there, smiling, peaceful yet seemingly alive, as her spirits presence was dwelling on our broken hearts.

My grandma always reprimanded me whenever I behaved wrongly in front of her or my parents. She would lay her guiding hand on my shoulder, and say, “Stewart, be good, for your parents love you, God loves you, and I do too!” She would always smile and then caress me to show her affection and love towards me, just like a mother would do for her own children.

I remember the few times I ever saw my grandma profoundly sick, It always left me leaving in tears whenever I looked upon her in her bed, with an expression conformed of pain, the cancer had gotten to her. Like the lessons learned in life, this vision of her taught me a valuable lesson.

My Grandma was always there for me, whether I was escaping my parent’s wrath, to asking her for money to buy the new Ipad. She was always by my side for help, but I never really asked for the true love and joy I wish I could have experienced if she was here right now. I never really spent much time with her, just asking for favors here and there, family meetings as usual, and unappointed visits to see how she was. All these thoughts came to me when I touched her hand when her body was lying there, in the funeral casket.

Toward the end of her life on earth, as the cancer spread all over her body, I learned of how precious life truly is, how we must stop carrying about worldly things, and focus on spending time with our families every day.
I regret how I did not formally get to say goodbye to her, the last day I saw her physical body and her spirit in flesh, as it is still in my mind today. Never underestimate the precious life the Creator has given t you. I regret it, deeply in my heart for not spending a lot of time with my grandma, I will see her one day, on paradise with her Creator.