I never really got the chance to know my grandparents. I mean, I knew them, but I didn’t get to hear all their stories, like how they met or what it was like for them growing up. To be honest, all I can do is imagine it based on what I learn in history class.

I lost both of my grandparents when I was younger, and their last few years they really didn't know who I was. Being so young, I did not understand the concept of heaven or God or anything of that sort.

During my senior year of high school, I lost my pawpaw due to heart failure. It was the hardest thing for me to go through. He was my best friend and I did not want to imagine life without him. I never got the chance to tell him how much I love him or say goodbye before he left. There were so many things I wanted to say to him but never got the chance to.

Being a little older, I could imagine what heaven was like for all three of my grandparents. I always sort of imagined my Grandpa drinking a beer and sitting in a chair with his dog Indigo and my Grandma sitting in her chair watching the most recent episode of "Wheel of Fortune." My pawpaw was fishing with his dog Houdini and after that sitting in his big chair watching "Men in Black" but falling asleep and then replaying it just to fall asleep at the same exact part.

But the older I get, the more I think about what actually happens when someone goes to live with God and what I would even want to do if Heaven had visiting hours.

So here I go with how I would want my day to go if I could go visit the ones I love.

I would want to start my day by going to church with my grandma, grandpa and pawpaw because when they were down here I always thought that church was just for old people and I really shouldn’t be there. After church was over I would ask grandpa to make some bacon and grandma her weirdly-shaped pancakes. They were always meant to be Mickey Mouse or some sort of animal, but they were always just blobs. While they were doing that, I would go and play ball with Indigo and Houdini, and of course, pawpaw is sitting inside asleep watching "Men in Black."

After breakfast I would go fishing for a little while with pawpaw (of course I would catch the fish and then let him take it off the hook). After a while, I would go swimming while grandpa lays out on his raft tanning in the sun and grandma sits on the side reading her magazine. Grandpa would have the BBQ on and grilling something for us to eat.

Later on I would go visit all the people I have lost most recently. Talk with them and ask the questions that are left unanswered. There are too many questions to ask, but I would ask as many as I could before I had to say my goodbyes to my grandparents.

To end my day off there, I would want to talk to my grandma and grandpa and hear all the stories they could tell me. I would say goodbye and tell my pawpaw I loved him. I would hold all three of them in my arms again. I would want to smell my grandma's perfume again, or my grandpa and pawpaw's cologne just one more time. I would want to hear all of their voices again and hear them say how proud they are of all of us. Ask them if they have any messages for my parents, brothers, aunts, uncles or cousins. Just be with them one last time before saying goodbye to them for the last time.

I wish heaven had visiting hours so I could do all of this one last time. I wish I could say all of this to them. But the only thing I can do is sit down here and hope that they are listening. I believe they are my guardian angels. I know they are watching over and protecting me. There have been too many things that have happened to me and I know I shouldn’t be here anymore. But since they are watching me they are making sure I live to see everything I should.

I wish heaven had visiting hours so I could do all of this one last time. What would you do?