Until We Meet Again

A frail, old woman was lying in a hospital bed with the sheets draped over herself.

Weak from the fight she had been having for so long, and so tired of all the treatments

She had to have, she only wished that she could go home again. But as she kept her

Eyes closed, the look on her face appeared to be filled with so much comfort. Even

Though she was in so much pain from having to battle Lung Cancer, her face didn't

Show it. The nurse walked in to see her face filled with such peace. "I saw Jesus today,"

She said. The nurse smiled as she spoke. "Oh, really? And what did He say?" "He said,

'You don't have long' " This was true; even the doctor had given her six months to a year

To live. Everyone in the family knew she wasn't going to make it. It broke my mom's heart,

But she knew it God had a reason. The morning of March 2nd, 2004, my grandmother

Passed away…but we knew she didn't want us to be sad because God was taking her

Home to a place where she wouldn't feel anymore pain. We knew God had gained another
Angel. That morning before she died, my mother spoke to her softly, "This isn't goodbye,

This is just until we meet again." It wasn't long after that she went away…but we knew

That even though we were mourning her loss, she was living in peace. And we were

Grateful that she was in a better place.

Eight years later…

My aunt was sitting in the living room with a envelope that had some sort of

Subscription to some sort of Guidepost magazine. It was addressed to my grandmother,

And although she was gone, they were still sent to the same address of where she once

Lived. Inside there was a card that had and "Irish Blessing" written on it.

"May God grant you always…

A sunbeam to warm you,

A moonbeam to charm you,

A sheltering Angel so nothing

Can harm you.

Laughter to cheer you.

Faithful friends near you.

And whenever you pray,

Heaven to hear you."

We knew that as soon as my aunt had read this that it my grandmother's way

Was letting us know that she was with us no matter what. She would be in our hearts


"This was my temporary home.

It's not where I belong.

Windows and rooms that I'm passing through.

This was just a stop on the way to where I'm going.

I'm not afraid because I know.

This was my temporary home.

This was my temporary home."