a pruett life: You'll have to forgive me, I am not a writer, but I will try

as i soaked in the bathtub with my favorite gal, i felt a piece of heaven.

i thought about what people imagine heaven is like.

i don't think it's a place where we eat thamnak thai's mussaman curry (although i do hope that i get to enjoy my curry there)

and reeses cups all day long while watching our favorite re-runs,
sitting on clouds. i feel it is much like our world here.

i think it consists of joyful moments like these mixed

with learning and hard work. did i say work in heaven? yup.

i believe we will be taught more and understand things we can't

come close to comprehending now.

while my daughter was gooing and smiling at me in her darling birthday suit, i dreamt of the day that i will see my brother again.

i imagined what he would say, and how he would embrace me and my children. i imagined us gathering with the rest of my family: our parents, and siblings, and ancestors, reminiscing of this earthly life. and i imagined mark laughing at me for missing him so much over all the years.

as i thought of the scenery, i imagined the most beautiful of God's

creations all in one place: the mountains, and oceans, and trees, and flowers, and grass. oh, how i can't wait to see the grass.

miles and miles of green, luscious, weedless grass.

and although i imagined things i would love about heaven such as:

a thin, stretch mark free body,

my thai curry,

no politics,

fire ants that don't bite,

the scenery,

etc,

i think the best part will be loving my husband forever.

i can't wait to grow old with him in this life and then enjoy