Grandpa's love
...omed. Lolo and me were allies and I reveled in his love. An encounter, an experience that gave me my first taste of a love so unconditional. His love coupled with the love of my parents and friends taught me to love and live well. I knew then that life is beautiful! Experiencing a dream so real, I felt like God Himself talked to me and prepared me to face up to and accept death as a part of life, no matter how devastating it can be. I just had to accept my grandpa’s death as God’s way of ending his pain, as God’s way of calling him into His kingdom – having accomplished his mission on earth. It also seemed to tell me that I must move on and live well. And that life is still beautiful . . . in spite of. Realizing and having been taught by both home and school that life is a moral and spiritual journey, I love the experience of undertaking life with conscious efforts and sincere determination to find my way in m...