Age:[ 25 ] Gender:[ F ]

	I felt that something would go wrong on Easter of '99 when my whole
family was all together.  My grandfather wanted to spend Easter with
his whole family and everyone made an effort to be there for him.
I felt like I should relish the moment.  I remember sitting back and
watching everyone laughing and smiling and just having a good time.

It felt like an out of body experience, as if I was looking down
on everyone.  I remember thinking that I should savour the moment
because this was never going to happen again.  It was almost as if I
knew that it would be the last time we would all be spending a holiday
together as a family.  It was indeed the last holiday spent together.

In July of '99, my grandfather suffered a heart attack and spent 5
days in intensive care before he died on July 13.  His coffin was
equipped with a special compartment where family could put items
that we wanted to go with him.  I put in a picture of the two of us,
me standing behind him and hugging him.  I always hugged him, it was
something I did.  

I wrote him a little note on the back of the photo.
I also told him to come and visit me in my dreams and so that I
could hug him.  Well, a week after he was buried, he came to me in
my dream and gave me a great big hug.  I told him that he is still
my grandpa....  It has been nearly two years and he still visits me
often and I do get a hug from him everytime.  Thanks Vavo.