I gaze up at the sky to say Good Morning to you.
I picture you dancing up there. With a body that now allows you to be free.
Without struggle. Without pain or worry. Just free.
Oh…and with a new found peace that I can’t even begin to comprehend here in this sometimes broken world.
I picture you happy. Glowing. Safe.
Sometimes you join the others who arrived before you or await the new arrivals in a joyful reunion.
Other times you explore the areas that make it Heaven to you. Your favorite colors…music..scents..surround you as gaze in wonder at the beauty before you.
Time is different.
Nobody is in a hurry to get anything done….
Because it is done.
And rest an enjoyment in the most perfect venue is deserved. An eternal paradise.
I close my eyes. And picture you up there. Hoping you are wrapped up in a blanket of love.
And though I can’t fathom the distance between Heaven and Earth…
I hope you still feel mine too.
I admit time for me has been a difficult aspect of grief since you have gone there…
Because each minute that ticks by I miss you so much more.
But I take solace knowing someday it won’t matter.
Because on that day you will be among the first to welcome me home.
I can picture this highly anticipated embrace.
Our conversations. Our laughter.
On the day that will start OUR forever.
And that’s all I can ever hope for.
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