I Can Only Imagine
// April 29th, 2010 // 2 Comments » // Journal
After many years, I see her smile and held her warm hands with mine once again. I asked ‘Why?’ She responded to me with a smile on her face saying ‘What do you mean by Why?’
I replied her saying ‘You left that day without saying goodbye, and of all time why would it be now?’ She looked at my awful face with a broken heart in return saying ‘It was the time without a doubt, you came back after 4 years. Look at you, you’re all grown up. I remembered you were small when I held you in my arms’.
I cried. With a deep breath I said ‘I really do miss you. Everything felt different when you weren’t around’. She knew what I was saying and had a bright cheerful smile which I have not seen for a long time. ‘Don’t cry, you’re a grown up now. Grown ups are supposed to be tough or at least act tough even when you have to face with life’s worst issues at time’ she says to me.
‘If I could, I would want you to stay just a little longer. If I could, I want to be hug by you rather than acting tough. If I could…’ when she stopped me from continuing and gave me a kiss on my forehead. It makes me cry harder than I already was.
‘My dear, I understand every single feeling that you’ve been carrying. I raised you with these pair of hands by myself. I fed you when you hesitated to eat and started running around. How could I not know you better for you’re my love?’ she said.
‘Promise me that you’ll chat with me the next time I see you. Promise me that when I am at the end of the race, you will be standing there waving at me’ I asked and she replied ‘I Promise’.
‘Believe me, it was the right time when He said that I’ll need to follow Him. There isn’t a better time or a better way apart from this for He knows it well’. I nodded my head and agreed fully.
‘Come now, let me give you a hug like I used to and a kiss to you for remembering me’ as she draws me closer to her.
I felt the last hug and was remembered of the first when I was given. It felt secure. It felt warm.
She started heading back while looking at me one final time, slipping off her hand from mine as we bid farewell. Just like the old times, she waves at me saying goodbye with a smile on her face. Full of assurance from her face that we will meet again.
She’s now gone.
-End-
This is the story of the love that I had for my late grandmother whom had peacefully left with The LORD back then. After been away from home for four years, I finally decided to head back home to spend time with my family members especially her.
The above story wasn’t real. It was all made up by myself in view of the love that I had for her. I know well enough that I’ll see her again in time to come.
The whole scenario that happened above is something that I Can Only Imagine.
Inspired by MercyMe – I Can Only Imagine
