“And ye now therefore have sorrow: but I will see you again and your heart shall rejoice, and your joy no man taketh from you.” John 16:22
over dinner last night, bhoy and i wondered if people would still know each other in heaven. we also wondered how we would look like. if the same as when we were younger, or when older. though we may have preferences, it would make no difference because apparently no one will care about appearances anymore. everything is beautiful. and heavenly to be more precise.
there are stories of near-death experiences where heaven was a tunnel of light where choirs of angels sing. bhoy said souls would probably look like baby angels there. and i pointed out that there are depictions of angels as grown ups too. like the archangels. well, we wouldn’t really know until we get there, would we?
it’s been a year now since roobee passed away. there’s no way of knowing how she looks as an angel (i believe she is!). and there is absolutely no way that we can track where in heaven she is. even if there is GPS, it would be out of range, unless someone invents an HPS (heaven positioning system), which is a remote possibility. not ever. at least not in this lifetime. or lifetimes ahead.
but after that initial shock when one gets to learn that someone dear is gone, the difficulty to process grief into profound sorrow, (four times in a span of one year for me), there seemed no choice but to get it over with and move on. question is do we?
as we watched clash of the titans last night, i can’t help but smile as i recall watching the 1981 version with her when we were still in high school. one by one, random memories of the amazing 80s come to mind. my sharona, esavy, we are the champions, straa, campings, retreats, jewa, balut, bagets… i could go on and on.
now as i listen to Apo Hiking Society, i can almost hear roobee singing doo bidoo bidoo. with the choir of angels singing with her.