Heaven

 

I have often wondered if the Christian idea of heaven were true, would that mean I am going to spend all eternity with the man I married?

That idea does not sound like heaven to me. 

We spent nearly thirty years trying to live together with very distinct differences of opinion that caused great anguish for both of us. I can't imagine that being heaven.

Last night I had a dream. In the dream my husband and I were separated and living in different parts of a large place. I had crammed all my things into a long corridor in between his place and my daughter's. 

In the nature of dreams, lots of events occurred that had nothing to do with him, but eventually I was so exhausted we met in the space next to my room.

He stood there tall and strong and I let myself fall against his chest, My ear to his heart found comfort and total peace. We decided to get back together.

Of course this man was nothing like my real husband in anything but name. He was taller, kinder, more empathetic and exactly the kind of person I could easily love. 

Maybe that is what heaven does?

Morphs the monsters in our lives into our dream person?

Somehow . . .