I had a friend named Mike, who died a couple of years ago. Mike was married a few times. And I wondered where Mike was today. In heaven. I hope. And the heaven of my mind is a simple person's heaven. Mike would be with people he loved and loved him. His parents, probably. His siblings, probably. His Grandparents, maybe. His wife, I don't know. Which one? All three? I know it can't be true. I know heaven can't exist like that. I know I have the beliefs of a child. I miss Mike. I want him to be in heaven and happy. I want to go to heaven and be happy. Seems unlikely on a cold, rainy, October evening. But I can still miss Mike, and that, I know, is true.
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