Sometimes I wish I believed in heaven. There are so many folks that I have loved and I need to tell them again. So many friends that I might not have thanked for so many things. So many pets that I really need to hold and pet one more time.
As usual, I find myself hoping that I've got it wrong.
Meantime, there's loving and helping and holding and petting to be done here. I'm gonna hug and pet this dog and this cat til they get away from me. I might as well listen to some Sam Cooke while I'm at it.