As I waited for my sister’s call about how my mother is doing, I thought about a couple of days ago when she told how they were talking about Heaven with my mother. There have been some moments in the past two months that my mother has talked about how she is afraid of death. It is at those times when my family reminds her about Heaven. When I was growing up my mother would tell us about Heaven and what she thought it is going to be. Her view on Heaven is a log cabin in the middle of the woods with animals all around it. For someone who likes to takes hikes in the woods to see animals, that would be a blessing to them, but to someone who is not really into that kind of stuff it would not be a fun place to be. My view of Heaven is my family who have died before me is just hanging out together. I have a vision of my great grandmother Nannan taking care of the baby I lost about 15 years ago. No one knows what Heaven is like but I know that there will be no more death there and that is a wonderful thought!