I already believed in heaven.
But when I heard hospice was called in and you would soon be leaving us, I had a feeling like I’ve never experienced before – regarding death.
Death, suddenly, felt different.
It felt, not real. It felt intangible.
Love is the most tangible thing we have.
Death is not a thing.
It is a passage.
As soon as I heard that the best thing to do for you was provide comfort, I thought heaven must be excited. Anticipating. Eager. These weren’t exactly clear thoughts. They were feelings and images. Images of you being complete. And radiant. And so very welcomed. I did nothing to create these images. They just were.
I don’t know how to say it exactly. But, it’s like knowing your death, here, was imminent- made my belief in heaven a complete knowledge.
You have unlocked that passage and are in the glory of truth.
You are there.
You are there!
When I said my goodbyes to you I told you I would see you again.
And I will.