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Very well said.  

Thats a touching post PA, Thanks for sharing your thoughts with us, I too have lost some very close to me over the many years, First my dad then my wife, Then a childhood friend who we spent our entire lives together died in a car,

Thanks for the post,

I have been lucky enough to only lose one friend in life so far through death and I am not sure I am strong enough to handle anyone closer leaving. Either way I hope I have the strength you do since it is inevitable we all will lose others throughout life.

"To speak my name is to make me live forever." Ancient Egyptian Text

When I was five my father died suddenly.  He left my Mom widowed and in denial; he died in her arms from a massive coronary and she believed she had killed him.  Her parents; my maternal grandparents; helped to raise my brother and me.

My grandmother was my teacher and friend and I loved her more than words can say.

On October 23, 1962, she died after a long fight with cancer.  She had Type 1 diabetes which hastened her misery and demise.

Every day for the last year of her life i prayed to G_D to make her well.  When she died, I withdrew into my own hell.  I refused to go to church and refused to pray to [a] G_D who had taken my grandmother.

Several months later, I was walking to my grandfathers home, which was about one mile from mine.  After Grandma's death, he and I got into a habit of having Sunday breakfast together.

Just around the corner from his home was a small empty lot.  That particular morning as I reached the lot I heard a distinct male voice say into my right ear . . . .

"I did make her well."

I started to turn towards the voice, but in that split second I knew I would NOT see anyone of mortal form.  The day was quiet, early on a Sunday morn, no cars, no windows of homes open with radio or TV blareing.  Just me . . . and G_D .

some will say it was my imagination, but I know what I heard.

Others will say it was an angerl, or my Dad who was still with me.  To them I say "IF" it was someone other than G_D, the words would have been . . .

"HE did make her well."

"For those who believe, no explanation is needed.
For those who do not believe, no explanation will suffice."

PS Until this day I have not told anyone about that morning.  HE tells me it is time to do so.

May G_D hold you in the palm of his.  May HE shine HIS countanance upon each of you and give you peace.

Golden Hawk

My condolences on your loss, PA. They are immortal in your memory.