Wednesday, November 4, 2009

The Perfect Place

My kids have often asked, "Why can't Gram and Grammy live next door, and then all our cousins, and then all our friends?"

I have often wished myself that we could take all our family and favorite people with us where ever we go.

It wasn't 'til today that the thought came to me, "You can; it's called heaven."

4 comments:

Heidi said...

What a sweet thought!!

Britney said...

I agree -- so sweet.

Shapiro said...

Amen!
I always joke with my family that we need to be like the Arabs... they build a floor for each family and keep adding floors each time a family is newly formed. Wouldn't that be fun?! I always think about that... that we will be able to be with all those we love and have served. Thanks for your thoughts Christie.

Kara said...

So true. I remember having the same realization after my dad died. We were in Minnesota for about 3 weeks, and Henry was so sad to leave cousins to come back to Utah. But, there's family here too, so he was feeling very torn. He asked the same thing yours did, and that was when it hit me. Heaven better really be like that, or I'm not going. Just kidding.