Ensuring Heaven

The other day while we were waiting our turn at the bank, Used to Be Mother and I had a conversation that went like this:

UTBM: Where is heaven?

Me: I think it's right here but we can't see it, not the people who are there.

UTBM: Do you think Holly (our youngest sister) is there?

Me:  I'm sure she is Mom. She was a really good person who believed in God and tried to do her best.

UTBM: I sure hope I go to Heaven. (For those of you familiar with my blog, you will know this is one of her themes.)

Me: I'm sure you will. You are a good woman Mom.

And then with a force that startles me, she grabs my arm and looks squarely into my eyes

UTBM: Please make sure I go to heaven Bonnie.