Are There Waterfalls in Heaven?

Do you ever wonder what heaven looks like?  Since my mama died, this photo is how I envision it.  Mama wasn't a swimmer, she was a "wader".  On day trips to the mountains, Daddy would often ask, "Ellen, you want me to stop so you can wade in the creek"?   I guess this photo was taken on one of the days she agreed.  I love that she is barefoot and wearing a cotton summer dress.  She seldom wore slacks until she was well up in years, and she NEVER wore shorts. 

Daddy was an excellent swimmer, but I don't think Mama owned more than the one black, 1950's era swimsuit, that I remember, in her entire life.. and it probably never even got wet!  At the beach or lake, she usually stood on the shore looking worried and wringing her hands until all her duckies were safely back on shore.  My kids think I'm just like her in that respect.  Okay, guilty as charged. 

Today would have marked Mama's 93rd birthday.  Although she has been gone for eight years, Alzheimer's Disease stole her from me years before that.  I still miss her and would so love to be able to pick up the phone and talk with her about my day.  Maybe we'd get out the old VHS tapes and watch a few hours of Ann of Green Gables, or While You Were Sleeping.  After that I'd like to sit at the little wooden table in her kitchen and share a banana sandwich, or a piece of apple pie and a cup of coffee...with lots of cream.   Unlike me, who loves cake of any kind, Mama preferred apple pie to cake any day.  Daddy always said that mama and I liked a little coffee in our cream...and I still do.  Happy birthday, Mama.  Are there waterfalls in heaven?  I sure hope so!

 

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