Tempus Fugit

I believe there is a heaven but not the fluffy clouds and pearly gates type. Once in a while, I think I get a glimpse of what it’s really like.

Above is a picture of my mom and dad two weeks before their wedding. Most of their life was still ahead of them. The image is fuzzy, but you can make out their smiles. Full of hope. Full of dreams. There would be good times along the way, but over time the smiles would fade. Eventually the monsters came.

They would find themselves tangled in nightmares that slowly replaced happiness with heavy darkness. I don’t think my dad knew how to fight the monsters and they eventually took him. My mom is still fighting. Mom fear not. In the end the most beautiful part is the monsters don’t win.

So what is Heaven you ask? It’s so many things. So many wonderful things. But simply put, Heaven is a place with no monsters and we can all smile again.