Heaven is A Reference Library

I like to think that when we die we get all the answers. I will know the meaning behind the painful and complicated pieces of my life, as well as the transcendent and hilarious ones. I will be able to open an encyclopedia that contains the incidents, the dates, and the outcome. I'll come up with a question, like, why did my first pet bird Pixie die on the bottom of her cage like that? I must have been 9 or 10 when that happened, and it was fairly traumatic. Did I kill her? Was she sick? It all seemed so inexplicable and awful to me at the time.

There will be pictures, videos, microfiche, newspaper clippings, journals, letters, diplomas, notes passed in class, movie ticket stubs, napkins from first dates; all painstakingly catalogued and preserved for investigation. These things of mine and of everyone I ever knew or encountered or even thought about wanting to know will be available to me, and by holding them in my hands, by reading every word and the spaces between them--I will somehow be able to unweave the complicated threads of my life and know what it all meant.

All it will take is a little research.

Comments

[Nana]

One can only hope...I too have many, many questions of "what the heck?" Love you, Mom

[Morgan Bosley]

I agree with your mom!

you have a way of putting into words what we all think about!