See Them Again

When I was 8 years old, my great-grandmother passed away.
At that time I learned great weight of the fact that “I can’t see her again”.
Since then, I had been afraid of any partings.
Even if the parting didn’t mean the death, I had suffered from the pain as I had assumed that “I can’t see the person again”.

But my precious friends taught me “We can meet again however far we live!!”
Now I know I can see anyone I like as long as the person and I are alive somewhere in this world.
Now I can believe I can see them again.
Yes, I will go to see them!