Used to Be Mother tells me she prays every day that God will hurry up and take her. I ask her if she feels ready.
UTBM: Yes but I don't want to be in a grave beside your dad.
UTBM: Because he isn't going to heaven, and I want to go there.
A few days later….
UTBM: Your brother told me that he knows for sure that your dad and your sister are in heaven.
Me: That make you happier Mom?
UTBM: Yes but how did they get your dad's body up to heaven?
Me: It's one of the mysteries of the universe Mom.
UTBM: Well I want to be in heaven you know that don't you.
Me: What do you think heaven is like Mom?
UTBM: I don't have any idea but I don't want to go to hell. It's going to be too hot there.
Me: Who else do you think is in heaven Mom?
UTBM: Mother Theresa. My mother.
Me: Do you think you will recognize anyone?
UTBM: I don't think they will know me. Look at how grey my hair is now.
Me: Oh I think they will recognize you and be tickled to see you again.
UTBM: Just make sure I go there okay?