as i recall the times i had with my grandmother, a smile would be on my face. honestly, if she wasnt there, neither will i be. as i still can remember, everyweek we would go over to her house to visit weekly. that was when i was like 7 years old. i like her sofa, her tv and her fridge. hehehe. my brother once searched her fridge and swallowed a chewing gum. hahaha. we would also be given a bottle of yakult(sp) always enjoying myself in every visit.

when she had her stroke, i visit her, reluctuntly(sp). but as i mature, i begin to feel for her. i think i was 15 i started to feel and pray for her. my passion for being a nurse burns stronger. during visits i would hold on the her hand. she would squeeze it. kind of a little communication. honestly, i had a plan that i would visit her this week. the news shocked me and i could not spend time with her. but it's ok, her pains and sufferings are totally relieved.

our family had a vision that when she was in heaven, she met my dad's mother and father. they were already saved before they died. anyway, they met each other and looked after my grandmother. ahahaha, they even sat down for a cup of coffee and tea. started to tell stories and expirences of how they died, what were their last thoughts and all that.

i would like to proclaim that God answers prayers. He's always on time. you see, it's like the time me grandmother passed away, it has been raining cats and dogs. i guess He was adjusting to the solem mood we have. and during the burial, it didnt rain at that morning! of course we were praying for no rain lah. during the burial, the weather was fine! not very sunny, not very raining at all. but as soon as we got onto the caoch, it rained heavily. i am already convinced that there's a God out there and He answers prayers!

i cant wait to see what heaven is like : )