My Idea Of Heaven

My Idea Of Heaven

It sounds so normal to us. The idea of Heaven and Hell. The idea that if you do good things, you will go to Heaven, and if you do bad, then you will go to Hell. I think everyone makes their own Heaven and Hell. I think that when we die, we go to our Heaven, or we go to our Hell.
I think about this sometimes, I think about what my idea of Heaven is. My idea of Heaven is to see my family close together, see my dad get his own house without asking for help, see my mom put her self together again and come back to us. My idea of Heaven is standing next to the person I love for many years without worries, and have healthy children with a well established career. I see my Heaven being carefree, not having to worry about so many things, not having to question why so many things are what they are.
Who knows when any of us will die, it could happen at any second, when we least expect it. But if I were to die right now, I wish for my Heaven to come true, I want to live in that world ever so much. So I ask God today and everyday, that my Heaven comes true, and if he does, I'll cherish it forever, in death or in life waiting for it to happen.
And my idea of Hell is exactly the opposite, a world full of troubles, a world full of worries, a world full of broken dreams and broken hearts. I couldn't bare to live or die with that. So I ask of God right now, do we make our own Heaven? Is it that we live with our Heaven and Hell? And not when we die? Those are the questions I ask, that is the Hell that is lingering in my body, just worries. Worries that either my Heaven or my Hell is coming up for me. But there is nothing I can do once again, all I can do is carry out my life, whether my Hell or Heaven be present, whether my dreams are fulfilled or broken. So, until tears can no longer come from my body, and my mind has come to a rest, I will never know...