I am SO jealous!!!
Heaven is supposed to be such a comfort, (and my dad is right in that the alternative would be awful and that in that sense heaven is a comfort) but I really am having a problem with it right now. Dan is flaking off on the streets of gold without a care. He dreamed of a big family, but left me with the work and follow through of such a thing while he’s up there chatting away with Moses, Daniel, and Gideon. That would annoy me when he was here on earth, too. He would start a project and somehow I would get stuck with the work of trying to get the task completed. Or maybe I would be doing the work of chasing kids, getting them ready for whatever, while he stood there and chatted with so and so without even a clue as to what was going on around him. And he knows so much, what with being in heaven and all, and he’s not telling me any of it. I told him that if he ever stopped talking to me then I knew I was in trouble. How in the world (lousy choice of words) can he not tell me something when he knows that he’s right. He’s on a first name basis with God for crying out loud! He’s got to know something he’s not telling me.