I went to visit my Grandmother's grave last week. I miss her dearly, but I'm happy to say that the pain has diminished in the six years that she's been gone. That is not to say that I wouldn't want her to still be alive. I would give anything to know that she's well. But, my beliefs don't allow for the idea that she's somewhere other than in the void of non-existence... somewhere I'll be some day. I better start making the best of this life.