Hi, This is Khamaya. Hallie B. Seymore is my grandfather. I love him dearly. I never had to do this before, so I'm just saying what's on my mind when it comes to my grandfather's death. First off I would like to thank My aunt Shelia and uncle Willie for bringing my grandfather to Atlanta so I could see him alive for the last time. Second, i would like to say i regret not spending more time with him when i had the chance. Third, i know my grandfather is in a better place now. He no longer has to suffer with pain. It was heartbreaking to constantly hear how my grandfather was suffering in the hospital. Fourth,once i got the news that he had pass away i felt some type of relief for him because he was no longer suffering. But once i saw him in that casket it hit me really hard. It put a deep cut through my soul. At that time it made me realize that he was really gone. I shed my tears of sadness. But as i thought to myself i remember that my grandfather told me,"Don't worry about me darling. Yo grandfather gon be alright. I lived my life....now its time for you to live yours Once i remember that statement from my grandfather it made me feel a whole lot better. So in conclusion, I may be sad that his gone, but I'm happy his in a better place :)