I had been holding the grief at a safe distance, and felt that I could handle You not being here.  As I sat down and everything was quiet around me, the pain hit me like a slugger in the pit of my stomach.  A realization came with the hard blow.  I am never going to fly home to see You again.  Not until I will fly from this earth.  I am certain that you are in Heaven.  You could not be anywhere else.

I am not so sure about myself when my time comes.  My tattered wings might carry me to darker places full of people like myself.  People that have made some wrong choices in life and walk around with hearts tainted with sin.

The only comfort that I have right now is that I know that You are at peace in Heaven.

Your pure heart guided You home.