We were in heaven - once

There are many rooms in my Father's house. That's a direct quote from the bible. Before I was Cheryl and before you were you this is where we waited. Was it just a hall or was there a room? Hard to recall. It's been a long long time ago. I had several soul friends sitting around me. We were all excited about going to earth and becoming mothers! We pictured ourselves playing peek-a-boo and reading Goodnight Moon. Disney movies, birthdays! The list goes on. It was me Jan and Marybeth. We were talking and not paying attention when God said, "who wants the normal life with kids?" Of course everyone raised their hands. Then he asked, "Who wants to have kids so bad that they will take anything? Remember, this is not going to be easy." "We can do this. Come on you guys. We'll be together," I cried. "You want kids. I want kids. Just raise your hand before someone else takes it." So we did and then high fived each other. God looked at us and said, "I hope what you know what you are in for and I wish you the best." We were in a hurry to get this show on the road. Before long we were all born into our families. Sure, they weren't what you would call normal, but they loved us. Jan and I were even related. How exciting was that? But, you don't come to earth knowing the life you chose. If you did then there would be no point of screaming up at God asking, "Did I really pick this? On purpose? Why hast thou forsaken me?" Along the way you have friends and families like everyone else. Things seem okay. Sometimes they aren't but that's life, isn't it? One day you wake up and life is totally in shambles. You don't know how much more you can take. You don't want to die. You just want to not be anymore. Then some idiot tells you that God never hands out more than you canhandle.Who says that crap? People who've never had anything TO handle. Our paths finally cross. There is a special bond that forms. One that was already in place. You know how you meet someone and you click? It's a feeling of comfort and understanding. Misery loves company. No, it's not the misery that joins us. It's the relief of knowing you aren't alone. It's being able to laugh and laugh hard at what is happening in your life and what will be. Our life here isn't a long one. All good things must come to an end. Whoever goes first will be waiting, watching down the path for the rest of us to arrive. She will fly over and we will hug and roll around on the clouds laughing at our earthly adventures. I will get harassed because it was my idea to raise our hands. Sorry guys. It seemed like a good idea at the time. As we look back we all agree it was a good idea. Sometimes in life one good memory can wipe out a whole lotta' bad ones. Would I do it again? I really can't answer that.