Grandpa, what's the point?

A couple nights ago I had a dream, in which I found myself on my hands and knees when I noticed someone standing in front of me. As my eyes made their way up, they fell upon my grandfather's face.

I remember feeling complete surprise, excitement and joy at seeing my grandfather and having him in my presence again. Overwhelmed with emotion, I fell into his arms as he hugged me and smiled, beaming with love.

I could feel his strength, his pride and his great love for me as he held me. I looked at him with wet eyes and asked him, "Grandpa, what is it all about? What is the point?" to which he replied, "To enjoy life and to be happy." I then nervously asked him, "Grandpa, am I okay being gay?" and with no hesitation in his kind voice and a hint of surprise that I even had to ask, he responded, "Of course you are!" and hugged me tighter.

In an instant, he was gone, just as he had come and I was left with the peace I am sure he has felt for the last four months or so. At that moment, just as all the others when he was alive, I felt his amazing, undoubtable love that no other person can more adequately make me feel. It was real and his love is one that I want to possess in my own heart and allow others to show me.