I went back to China last week for my grandma's funeral. It was really emotional for me. I love her so much ! We lived together since I was a little girl, my grandma was always there for me. She babysat me all the time. I had a lot of wonderful memory about her. Her death was sudden and it hit me hard. I have the thought of "why don't I go back more often to see her and tell her how much I loved her!" And I wish I could of see her one last time.
When I was at the funeral and saw her face. It broke my heart, I just couldn't stop crying. It still hurts me. I still could not believe that she is actually gone. I cry when I think of her face, her apartment, the chair she used to sit on all the time, the meals she used to fix for me and the voice and tone she use to call my name! Oh, I miss her so much.
But I am glad that I have the gospel in my life. According the spirit, I know she is in good hands and she is happy. I went to the temple two days before I left for China. I prayed that I hope she can except the gospel soon. And I know she will! Because she wants to spend eternity with her family!
