Half of me is already there
Half in Heaven and half still here on earth.
Marriage is not convenient. It is not easy or simple. It is not stagnant.
It is a covenant, for better or worse, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health, to have and to hold, til ...
It is growing together. It is sharing. It is giving and forgiving. It is the loss of self. It is two becoming one. It is two mes becoming we.
That all takes time, and may not ever be completed here on earth, but is always a worthy pursuit.
But, does it end with death?
In my personal experience, it has not. The earthly marriage ended, but the union continues. The love has grown. Bad times forgiven and forgotten. Good times remembered and cherished. Then there are the signals of her presence, even hearing her call my name, twice.
But, mainly, I no longer fear death. Because I know that half of me, we, is already in Heaven, waiting for the arrival of the other half.
