Just a Beginning

This happened about 19 years ago. I was in bed and it was about 1:30 am Hawaii time and the phone rang. I knew that it must be something bad because at that time of the morning you don't usually get a call just to shoot the breeze with anyone.

Sure enough it was my Mother. She was totally destroyed because she had just got the call that her beloved Mother had passed away. She lived in Arizona and she had just got the call herself. She called me at that early hour of the morning because she was distraught. I of course was immediately filled with sorrow and started to cry because that was 6,000 or 7,000 miles from where I was and I knew that I was not going to get to go to her funeral.

My house was totally dark because we slept with all the lights out and I was just walking back and forth crying. I don't know how to explain what I saw except to say that as I was walking back and forth in the pitch black room it was suddenly brightly lit up. It was as if I was standing in my Grandmothers hospital room at the foot of her bed. I could see her just lying on the bed. At first she appeared to be old and gray and I know that she had passed on. I was crying and right before my eyes I saw a young women sit up out of my Grandmothers body. It was as if it was her younger self raising up out of the older self.

She always wore her hair up in a bun and when the younger self sat up she reached up with both hands and took the pins out of her hair that held it up. She had long dark hair when she was young and I saw her shake her head back and forth as the long dark hair fall down her back. She was suddenly a very young and beautiful woman again. I watched in awe as she threw her legs over the side of the bed and started to get up and walk away. I was struck with happiness to see that her legs were long and straight because her old self had broken her hip and she was wheelchair bound before she had passed away. She looked tan and beautiful.

I will never forget the smile that she had as she started to walk away. I remember seeing the hospital gown ties on her back as she walked away seemingly as light as a feather. I don't know why I was privileged enough to see such a vision or an angel or my Grandmothers spirit walking away like that but it really took all the grief that I was overwhelmed with away and I was able to go to sleep.

Now when I think of someone passing away I am not filled with grief and sadness any more because of the vision that I had of my Grandmother. I choose to believe that that was God's way of showing me that death is just a beginning and that we are young and in perfect shape when we leave this life and begin our life with God.