I Wish There Were Visiting Hours in Heaven

Sleeping… Dreaming… I’m in your home. Unfortunately, you aren’t there, sitting by my side. You, remain everywhere. In your home, in my memories, within my heart. Your familiar smell, your booming… southern voice. At times you seem so close, your soul… closely intertwined with mine. Right now… This very minute… Your Heavenly residence seems tooContinue reading “I Wish There Were Visiting Hours in Heaven”