My mom died this morning. It is hard to believe. I no longer have a person on this earth that I call mom. Hopefully she is in heaven. Or maybe she is in the heavens.
Alan Sandage, quantum physicist wrote, "Every atom in our bodies was once inside a star." Maybe mom's atoms have been released into the heavens and are again part of the stars. I would enjoy looking at the stars and knowing that mom is part of them.
Mom grew up on a farm in the 1930's. Life was not easy on a farm in the depression. They had little to do for entertainment. I am sure that she and her siblings sat on their porch at night looking at the stars, wondering about the universe, wondering about God, wondering about their lives and what would happen to them when they grew up.
I hope that mom's life turned out the way she dreamed it would as a child. I hope that as the darkness was closing in during her final moments, that she remembered the stars. And I hope that as her atoms were taking flight to the heavens, a child, sitting on a porch somewhere, saw the stars grow suddenly brighter.
