I have been thinking about death quite a bit lately. Seems to be all around me. As I push on, I try to think about happier things.
Today’s thought was how cool it will be if there really is a Heaven. Of course, seeing my Dad again would be great. And it would be totally awesome to get to know my sister, who was killed when I was two. I only met my grandfather a couple of times and that was before I learned to speak German. And I hadn’t seen my great-nephew for quite a while before his recent passing.
But the idea that really excites me would be to meet both of my grandmothers for the first time. I have to admit, I am and always have been afraid of the idea of meeting my Dad’s mom. She just scares me and I don’t know why. Yet, I look forward to meeting her.
My mom’s mother is a different story. I have several pics of her and I often wonder what she was thinking in those photos.
So that’s it for today. I want to meet my grandmothers, scary or not! Of course, I am willing to wait a long while.