My grandma died at her 90 years old. Once she died, everyone in my family became silenced. All my family members don't talk happily when they are having lunch or dinner at home. Right now, I discovered that my grandma just released her burden finally. It's because she was a good listener at home. Each time, she tried to understand everyone at home when we talked about what sad things we encountered in our daily lives.

After my grandma's death, I made a dream. In my dream, my grandma was staying in a quiet place inside a Buddhist temple. She won't listen to the noises anymore. She won't have a burden. In there, she will only feel peaceful in her heart. And she was sweeping the falling leaves on the floor in my dream.

In Chinese language, "falling leaves" means "everything will belong to its root finally." Therefore, I hope my grandma can go somewhere she belongs to.