funeral. On our first flight out from Fayetteville to Charlotte, I snapped
some shots of the clouds because they were just amazingly beautiful. And the
last time I saw them like that was almost 7 years ago.
Anyway, while looking out the window...surrounded by beautiful clouds, I
thought back to my childhood days. When I used to think that -- when people
past away, they lived and walked on clouds. That that was heaven. I was
young and noone taught me what was what except for what I saw and believed
from movies/tv. But yeah, that's what I believed. And I just stared out the
window and thought, if that were true...I would see my cousins. That I would
see Pakou and Sterling. Walking on the clouds. If only it were true. I wish
it were true so I could see them. But of course it's nothing more than silly
childhood beliefs.
I miss you both... Life goes on, but the heart doesn't.
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