Heaven

I was never a big believer in heaven.  Until someone I knew died, I’d never been able to even imagine heaven.  When my grandfather died it was the first time I’d considered that there was the possibility that he was sitting up on a cloud somewhere, watching over us all.  So every time the sun sets turning the sky and clouds purple, orange and pink, I can now imagine people sitting up amongst the beautiful colours, smiling down at the world below for the people they love and have left behind.

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