What’s in your Heaven?
In my heaven, the small losses of time are returned quietly, without announcement.
My hearing sharpens, not just to sound, but to nuance.
My eyesight clears, not only to see, but to notice.
My knees don’t ache, my memory doesn’t hide things from me, and whatever hair I’ve misplaced along the way finds its way back home.
Not out of vanity, but wholeness.
In my heaven, I am reunited with everyone who walked ahead of me.
Those I loved easily, and those I struggled to love at all.
Whatever misunderstandings, grudges, or unfinished conversations we carried are gently laid down.
Nothing needs to be explained anymore.
We finally hear one another clearly.
In my heaven, the things that divided us on Earth no longer have any oxygen.
No politics. No war.
No shouting past one another.
No ego dressed up as certainty.
No religious conflict, no racial hierarchy, no sexual or gendered suspicion.
Not because we’ve agreed on everything—
but because none of it matters anymore.
In my heaven, there is no pain.
Not physical pain, not emotional pain, not the quiet ache we learn to live with and pretend isn’t there.
There is no money, because nothing needs to be bought.
No poverty, because nothing is withheld.
No possessions, because nothing can be taken away.
In my heaven, time is generous.
We are not trapped in one version of ourselves.
We can be young and curious, old and wise, or somewhere in between—
not frozen in an age, but free to move among them.
We recognize one another instantly, no matter the form.
And maybe most importantly,
in my heaven, nothing is rushed.
There is no urgency to prove, defend, accumulate, or be right.
Only presence.
Only connection.
Only the relief of finally being fully known and fully at peace.
If that isn’t heaven, then whatever is,
must be something very close to it.
If you had to wish for anything more in heaven what would it be?
…. Oh one more thing I forgot to add… a heavenly cup of hot coffee every morning.
The Bow Legged Blogger 
Donny , your heaven sounds like what we all are praying for. Thank you. Beautifully written ❤️
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That first line is stellar. Haunting. Perfect.
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Forever and Eternity is a long time to get things right.
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My hope is that it’s all figured out before my scehduled arrival ….
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Wow….. I don’t even know where to begin here… Was just thinking about Big T and googled his name and stumbled upon this writing by you Donnie… I spoke with you on multiple occasions while you were on speaker phone with T when I would be there with him and Barb almost daily for years. Barb passed away and I abruptly moved away with my family out of the country. Over the next few years during my absence T got more and more distant. We slowly lost contact and I haven’t heard from him or spoken to him in over 8 years now. Was just thinking about him and wondering if I could somehow find him and maybe reach out and reconnect with social media? Unfortunately I found your story instantly instead. A beautiful memorial and story that is true and exactly who and how he was and will always be. I’m sorry I’m lost for words right now. Don’t even know how I allowed myself to not try to make contact with him sooner… Blows my mind breaks my heart and just hurts the soul…. The one thing I do know is I know he’s with Barb now and they’re both doing things bigger than life as they both always always did so well! Gone but never forgotten my friend 🙏 Big T -T-Bo.. Damn……
Your friend, Tattoo Chaz
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Chaz, Thanks for taking the time to write. T was definitely as we say a “Kid from Cambridge”. Large and in charge… A smile comes to my face whenever He comes to mind…. Be well brother.
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