Oh a fine day it will be....

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I have to believe
I need to have faith.
These people that look at you are what keep me going inthe right direction sometimes. I sometimes think that if I keep doing the "next rigt things" I will see them all again. I forget how much I miss these people until I see their faces again so close.
My brother put these pics on his facebook profile and it took my breath away.
Most of all I love my Pop. He is in a plaid shirt and it look as if it were taken yesterday. Obviously not, 1966. I LOVED HIM.
The pic of my family so young. Me the baby in the front. such a sweet picture of a family. I dont remember this time in my life obviously but the effects of being cared for and loved so deeply live through today.
A picture of my grandparents on the porch of the homestead. Christmas decorations and just so easy to feel.
Lastly the pic of the four sisters. I always wanted sister as a child, I dont envy that anymore. I like my boys, and wouldnt have what I d o if I had a sister so Im happy. But the something these ladies had, I wouldnt mind a bit of. I know they didnt always agree. But I am sure they are so happy to see each other in heaven when a new one show up. One more sister is living in California and i know the homecoming for her will be lovely. My grandmother is the first on the left. (SHe had the hippest shoes Allie was sure to note!) Allie is named after my mother Alice, therefore named after my grandmother ALice. Not a bad heritage. One beauty after another.
I am not being morbid but I know the day when my time is up I will be welcomed by these wonderful people. I will find my cozy place to prepare for those to follow me.
I anticipate my heaven a little bit of mountain, a warm kitchen, a quiet understanding and the unspoken love that radiates from the faces in these pictures, 5, 10, 50 years ago, as if it were yesterday. what a day that will be.
When I go before you, dont be afraid, I like to think I will spend my time catching up with the family. Reviewing the good things I've done and alot of the not so good. Time will pass quickly, and in just enough time we will all be together again. Love you all today and every minute more.

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