I have a mysterious story to tell you.
My grandfather was born in Kentucky in the 1920s. Later, we were on the earth for about seven years of the same time. We were even at Carowinds together! (The amusement park.) Then he became ash and cloud, and I became this other person who would not fit into one of those small planes on the kiddie ride at Carowinds. Someday I, too, will become ash and cloud. By which I mean, in doing so, learn about yourself.