My Aunt

My aunt is still alive, by God's grace. I'd been hit with the gravity of this situation when my father left to pick up my grandma at the airport to go see my aunt, and I hugged him goodbye. I'm not afraid, but sorrowful. I know I can stand fearlessly while wavering on the edge of death, and look boldly down into it without remorse. But I am yearning that my aunt would know such assurance, and that my relatives might also be assured for her spirit. Please pray.