Praying

Just to start off, I'm not sure if everybody who reads this will really understand what I'm going at, and I can't really explain it any better...But:

Just recently I have been doing hard thinking on praying, and why we do it. It's so obvious that we pray in hopes that God will hear us and help us out. But I refuse to let praying for another or myself into my picture. My best friend's Grandma has cancer and I'm very sad because she's more family to me then my own Grandpa. But I'm not praying for her. I HOPE she gets better, but I also accept the fact that life isn't fair, life is short, and all good things must come to an end. If it happens... It happens. You cannot cheat Death, and the way I look at it, God doesn't want us to cheat Death either. And although it will be tough to get through the days after it happens, if you accept the fact that it has to happen sometime, why not just let it happen when it's ready to happen? Procrastination isn't one to be with you, or for anyone. I will be sad now. I will be sad tomorrow. And if it was meant to happen in the past, but was postponed, I would have been sad yesterday. And if you look at it the way I do, and the way Emily Dickinson did; Death isn't the end. It's a new begging to something great, or something horrible. And we get what we deserve, and I know that my friend's grandma deserves the best, and when it does happen; I will be sad, but I will also feel a little better because I will know in my heart she's just having a new begging to something great.