crazy, but i love to picture heaven as being just above the clouds. and when i see it, it’s a flat space and god and dad are just peering over the edge of its ledge watching over me as i go throughout my day. they probably smile when i act silly or sing and dance in the kitchen, they no doubt laugh when i attempt to fuss at the pups, and i know they shake their heads when i am feeling a little bit sassy. but they are always there, rising when i do and resting when i’m sleeping. like i said, i may be crazy but it’s the most 