So, today is my grandfathers wake in Mass. I almost wish I could be there. I mean don't get me wrong I would love to go but to see my papa in a casket would kill me I would not be able to hold it together. But I did write him a letter to put in his casket and got him a fathers day card. I know that death is just another part of life but is so hard. I just find myself crying randomly.
Well I have been doing alot of thinking. So growing up we never went to chruch and what not but we all believed in god and heaven. And I still believe that there is a god. But as I get older I think where do you really go when you die. Do you really go to heaven and your family is there or does your soul stay n earth protecting the ones you love. Hmmmmm I just I just don't know yet. I was talking to James and he thinks that you do go to heaven if you lived a good life but when then when you are needed for a another body you are born again. So what I believe in I'm unsure of yet. I need to do some soul searching for myself and I know that. I will be working on that.
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