Death isn't Goodbye

As I sat on my bed the reality of the news sank in slowly. The coldness crept into my arm spreading through my body. I slipped under my covers, but the chill wouldn't leave my bones. I laid there staring at the wall. 

“Maybe Grandpa will see Jon this month in heaven, and Josh too...” I heard my mom say, what ever she said after that I didn't hear.
Tears arose from my eyes. He won't just see them, he'll see Grandma Barclay, Sono, and Sandy. He'll see the face of God! I just wish I could say goodbye! A tone starts to play in my head, I can see all my family and friends in Heaven singing the words.

It is not death to die 

to leave this weary road 

And join the saints who dwell on high 

Who’ve found their home with God 

It is not death to close 

The eyes long dimmed by tears 

And wake in joy before Your throne 

Delivered from our fears 

O Jesus, conquering the grave 

Your precious blood has power to save 

Those who trust in You 

Will in Your mercy find 

That it is not death to die 

It is not death to fling 

Aside this earthly dust 

And rise with strong and noble wing 

To live among the just 

It is not death to hear 

The key unlock the door 

That sets us free from mortal years 

To praise You evermore 

O Jesus, conquering the grave 

Your precious blood has power to save 

Those who trust in You 

Will in Your mercy find 

That it is not death to die 

That it is not death to die!

The tears stop, as a content feeling sweeps over me. I don't have to say goodbye because this isn't the end of my fun and loving Grandpa. The time I've had with him is just the beginning of something SO much greater.
~Deanna, Just a girl who cries.