Heavenly Reunion

Throughout my short time on this Earth, I have had many people close to me pass away. Because of this, I've essentially become numb to the concept of death. On Friday, my grandmother, Billie Slater, was yet another to go. She was 87 years old and was suffering from severe dementia. I last saw her in December around Christmas time, and the time before that was in May. It's not that I didn't want to see her, but it's that I didn't want to see her like she was. The woman I was visiting wasn't my grandmother, she was someone I didn't recognize and I was someone she barely recognized.

I feel very sad knowing that I won't see her again. I feel very sad knowing that I haven't seen her recently. I feel very sad thinking about my father and knowing I'm all he has left. But, I don't feel sad thinking about times I've spent with her; I feel joyful.

I know where my grandmother is. I know she's with my grandfather and she's very happy to see him. We will see each other again. I will be reunited with so many people and it will be a joyful day.

What I have left to say is this:

Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us, letting us know they are happy.