This book is dedicated to a curly-haired angel who rescued me during one of the darkest times of my life.

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A little boy released several balloons into the wide-open sky. "What are you doing?" his Mom asked. "I'm sending balloons up to Grandma in Heaven." Touched by the sweet gesture, the boy's Mom smiled at her son.

The little boy had lost his Grandma a few months earlier and didn't really understand why. He wanted to send her balloons in Heaven so she wouldn't forget him.

Up, up and away flew the balloons. They were so colourful as they gently floated towards the sun. The balloons were blue, yellow, red, purple, and green. Green was Grandma's favourite colour.

Soon all of the neighbours looked up to the sky to watch the beautiful balloons. It was such a peaceful sight. They all wondered how far the balloons would soar before they came falling back to Earth.

A jet plane soared through the fluffy clouds as the little boy smiled. "Who are those guys?" His Uncle laughed. "I don't know but they're going to see Grandma!"

It was time for the little boy to go home with his Mom and Dad. He looked up to the sky one last time but his balloons were too far away. "They must be on their way to Heaven!"

Dusk had fallen as the sky started to darken. The balloons continued to sail upwards passing through the clouds and out of this world. If only one of the balloons made to Grandma, the little boy would be very happy.