I keep thinking about death. Wondering what really happens when you die.
I've come to the decision that maybe death is just like life. Everyone just has this vision of going to heaven and living peacefully with God and their dead friends, or being a ghost or whatever.
See, I think death isn't that comforting. I don't think it gets to be that easy. I think you get to where ever it is you go after all this, and you just start over. But you're starting over for the rest of time. You go to heaven, you get a job, and you get to be whatever it is you want to be. Be with whoever it is you want to be with. But there are still struggles and hardships.
How else would we be able to appreciate it all still? If you died and went to heaven and everything was perfect and you got to be with your dead spouse and your parents for the end of time, wouldn't it all get to be too much? You'd forget how special they are and how lucky you are to have them because they'd be there forever. So maybe in heaven, or where ever, we still fight and get angry. Things still get bad before they get better. But maybe we just get to be young forever and realize how great everything is and appreciate it, knowing that we have all the time in the universe to be with them.