I saw her again

I was in Church on a sunday with my Dad. I have been going to Church with him since I before I can remember. This sunday was a little different. We sat down and for the first time in years I saw his mother. She went to heaven years ago but I was convinced she was across the room. I instantly wanted to be mean to her out of hurt and memories that changed. I was shocked that my first feeling was anger. I then realised she's still gone.