I'm 10 now. Grandma still has cancer. I am in pain watching her slip away from this earth. Grandma sometimes prays that she will die and stop suffering. I wish cancer never existed! I hate so much! Ugh! Why! I watch with a boulder in my heart wanting to see grandma come home! When she cries I cry, when she sighs I sigh, and I stick by her side like super glue.
One day, grandma sat up and smiled. She looked at me and said "Gina, when I enter heaven, I want you to remember me. I will be your guardian angel." Grandma told me dozens of stories. And finally grandma sighed and looked tired. I could tell she was in deep pain. She lied back. What I said next was the strongest thing I've ever said, "Grandma, if you're ready, you can go to heaven now. I will be here. You can leave here and enter a pain free place with mommy. I'm here grandma." I kissed grandma on the cheeks for last time and she kissed me back and said "Gina, you can have my jewelry, treasure them in your heart. I'll love you forever and will wait for the day you come to me. I'll be at heaven's gates, me and mommy, we will be ready, Gina. Thank you for being here with me." I cried. So did grandma. "I love you grandma", as I kissed her and she said back "I love you too Gina."
