My Imaginings

The other day I was talking to a good friend and for whatever reason our pets became a topic of conversation. Later on I was thinking about how much all of the dogs we have had loved Mikael. Our current dog Millie was especially crazy over him! I envisioned Mikael in heaven in a grassy meadow surrounded by all of our dogs, jumping all over him and licking his face while he laughed and giggled. I often find myself imagining Mikael in all kinds of versions of heaven that my brain can come up with. Sometimes I picture him hanging out with my Mom and Dad, chatting and laughing and just enjoying their time in paradise. Other times I picture him going on a mission that God has sent him on to help someone here on earth, or protect someone. I can visualize him walking along beautiful pathways with the Lord, listening to all of the wonderful things that Jesus has to say to him. Although I know that I really have no definite idea of exactly what heaven looks like or is like, every imagining I have of him there is one in which he is happy and peaceful and purposeful. Often, when I am having a particularly difficult day dealing with my grief, I stop and imagine him where he is and it helps soften the ache.