A Glimpse of Heaven

We can always lose something — that’s the quiet truth of living.
So I want to see everything differently now, through softer eyes.
It was such a gift to spend time with him,
and I’m grateful for some moments we shared.
I’ll let myself relive them sometimes —
not with sadness, but with warmth.

Nothing in this life is ever truly ours to keep.
Everything drifts, everything changes.
So I’ll hold what I have gently,
and love it while it’s here.

Hugging him felt like peace —
and even the memory of it should feel tender.
Maybe that’s what heaven is:
a small, fleeting touch of what’s to come.

I’ll look forward to heaven —
the place where everything is whole again,
where nothing is missing, and love never fades.
This life is only temporary,
a brief and beautiful journey on the way home.
And even though it’s fleeting,
its beauty still matters —
because some moment here
is a whisper of what waits for us there.

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