The last 30th of December 2004, my lovely Grandma passed to the arms of Jesus. I feel pain but at the same time a big peace in myself.

My Grandma took care of me when I was a 6 months baby, while my mother, father and oldest sister flew to Holland to spent a one year outside Lima - Peru. When my fathers returned from Europe I didn't want to be in the arms of my mother, because I thought she was a strange girl... So I need months to pass with my Grandma & Grandpa again before accepting that girl as my real mother... That's why I feel my Grandma also as my mother till today.

In 2001, my Grandma suffered a coma crisis and me in a selfish attitude claimed her and God for being more time with me. Time passed and I recognized that the call of Jesus is something special that everybody passed in their lifes and death too. Besides, last years she had more difficulties to survive... Happilly she died in calm and peacefull.

Sometime ago my Grandma told me that she don't likes to see me cry when she will go out from this world. It was hard, but I accomplished in calm with a powerfull peacefull, I thinks my grandma gives me hard strenght in this saddly moments. So, in a way I am happy for knowing she is with her husband and Jesus.

In her burial (December 31st)I read some passages of an old little book about "Jesus and his sacred Hearth" that my Grandma usually reads and save like a treasure... It was printed in Paris Jully 1892 and was a gift of her father-in-law.

The passages are discovered by my mom, seconds before we knows my Grandma is death, my mom beg God for guiding her some words to reveal her the best way for my Grandma.

The passages are pretty nice written and It tells that accepting the call of Jesus and death is a wonderfull love way to live close to God and in a better new world.

That's confirmed my family that my Grandma live strongly happy since today to the eternity.

God bless my lovely Grandma,

His Grandson "Jose"! That always love her till the eternity.