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Hey lady, memaw. Boy do I have a lot of questions for you. Questions like what's your favorite color? Who's your favorite band? I know you love your rock music. I know you liked Freddy Mercury. Now i have questions like, How do you navigate through life, how do you navigate through the strife? How'd you get through the flood of 09? Where it took captive your hope and your home. But thank God... you found a new one. What is Heaven like? Is everything dressed up in white? Is it 24/7 symphony of praises to the Most High? If there's wings on your back do you swoop down just to pass time? Did God give you a new body? Maybe some new lungs so you feel what it's like to breathe easy. I always wonder What you think when you see me. 
So many questions, not as many answers. My life has drastically changed since we last spoke. Forgive me as i get choked up. As my eyes float up towards the stars, while i write this I envision God allowing you use of his office a grand type. Walking on white puffy but sturdy clouds to a leather seat with buttons on the back rest a criss-cross design. and you occupy His huge dark mahognony desk with a placard saying "BIG MAN UPSTAIRS". You listen to me while holding up to your ear a solid gold corded telephone speckled with diamonds. Why would God need a landline? Don't ask my imagination. It sometimes, haunts, at times taunts but Most times flaunts it's beautiful creativity. And if none of this is true, don't tell me. I want to see for myself one day. Mom, wearing the blues, broke the news, she could've stayed mute, her face revealed the clues. Her 5 foot frame took a punch to the gut from a heavyweight. This can't be real, WAIT. This has to be fake but her tears ain't. I held it together but inside I was slain. It was a day before her 43rd. Now she only remembers her hurt. She was with you while you drifted I'm sorry I had to miss it. Dad held your hand and gripped it. His tongue spoke new life and prayer to try to get you last second prepared. I didn't hear it but My chest feels the power it was. At the end and close to yours he asked, "Do you accept Jesus as your Lord and Savior?" No words were needed but the power was repeated as you grasped is hand tighter while you retired. Memaw as I said my life has drastically, forever changed. Within a week of the misfortune, i would never be the same i boarded the plane, I shipped off to Boot Camp. I followed in dads 10 and a half size steps, im now a Marine. Memaw I also have a wife now, beautiful dark skin and a smile that stops moving motor vehicles it should be illegal. Together we have our son and he just learned how to laugh and giggle. I wish you were here I know it'd be a thrill for you. I know it'd be a thrill for you. Your heart he'd steal from you. But you'd give it willingly anyway. Now would be a perfect time to swoop down and pay a visit. His smile is just so priceless. He's teaching what the meaning of life is. I've never felt anything like this. 
I hope heaven is a constant rock concert and you have a backstage VIP pass. Because to many you have been a very important person. I pray God holds you close forever and ever. Amen. All these questions will be answered when we meet again.
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