I’ve had three conversations this morning. All before 5:00am…
I’ve talked with my father, I’ve talked with my mother and I’ve talked with Betty.
Betty is my Blazer, she is reliable and never talks back. We listen to the news together, we listen to music together and I always say thank you and I love you whenever I arrive at my destination.
My parents…. Well they thought they were getting eternal rest.
Wrong! I’ve been working their ass off since they arrived in heaven.
“Keep an eye on the kids, get me through this day, talk to Papa God about my friends mom, my friends dad, my friends daughter! They need his help.”
Everyday I’m bugging my parents.
My mom lived in Indianapolis. My dad ended up in Pittsburgh.
Heaven is actually closer to Cook County than Indiana and Pennsylvania.
Time change is getting closer, but I’ve already noticed the daylight is lasting longer and the shadows are slightly getting shorter.
I’m counting the days until you and I meet again…
