On Friday my Aunt Colleen passed away from a long and paralyzing battle with ALS. Hearing the news that she had finally let go was bittersweet; her misery sounded unbearable and death must be such a kindness at that point. But her family will miss her and it's so hard to let someone go to that other world where we lose all contact and they seem to be lost forever. What is that like to step through the veil? Are we dressed in white and free, finally free from the things that hurt us so much here? Is there a party of loving family there to greet us and show us where to go? I wonder how close they stay to us on this side and how often they can check on us. I have faith that God sends Matt my messages that I love him and miss him still. My cousin says that she's sure her mom will check on Matt for me. And I'm grateful.