The White Room

I feel my granddaughter's clenched grip around my wrinkly hand. It has been a long and joyful ride, I feel at peace, I can let go. I close my eyes as my heart beats for the last time.
Or so I thought.
A few seconds later I struggle to open my eyes in what feels like a sea of light.
"Alright, you're awake. Easy, take it slow, don't stand up just yet."

(Hello guys, this is a short and quick read and it's my first story ever! Please feel free to give me some feedback and reviews in the comments, I would love and appreciate it :) )