grandson

on tuesday i woke up in shock, and i told mum that i had a dream, that granddad walked into it and said a goodbye to me.

i guess i have to make time this weekend, for a trip to the hospital.

i remember my paternal granddad did that to me years ago. i was very afraid, because i was never close to him, but i guess i made an impression because i tagged with mum when she made daily visitation trips during his last days. but still, for him to walk into my dreams this way (when he was just in heaven), i felt afraid.

but he came with a purpose. he told me, amongst others, that he had wanted me to be the first to accept Christ for the family. this i'll not forget, for life. he was daring to have chosen me (or rather, God was daring), cos i was (very) anti-christ then. what a mandate.

and he told me heaven was good,

and, before we parted, he stretched his hands to reach mine.

sis had just told me that the family has been preparing for my other granddad's leaving needs.

i have to make the trip this time.