I feel sad. I know that's normal when someone you love dies, but I have never experienced much of this in my life. Most of the people that I know who have died have been believers. My gramma was not a believer. I can't even begin to fully comprehend the implications of that. I know what the Bible says, but who wants to think of their loved ones enduring the eternal torment of hell. I think that if I dwell on this fact too much I will fall apart and not ever feel the same again. I have been praying for God to give me peace to get on with life, but also that he would use this situation so that myself and the other believers in my family might have an influence on the non believers.

I guess that grampa is doing okay. He is sad, but is finding peace. He received an anniversary card in the mail yesterday and that was pretty hard on him. Wednesday would have been their 59th wedding anniversary. *sigh* Our flight leaves Saskatoon tomorrow at 2:35pm. I am feeling a little nervous about going, and seeing their house without gramma in it. I am a little afraid of all the emotions that will be floating around there. I know that funerals are a good thing to find peace and closure and whatnot, but I have never done well with funerals.