My Personal Heaven

Dear Shawn,

Someone once told me that heaven was going to be different for everyone. To them, Heaven was an eternity of doing your favorite things from Earth. I realized today what that might look like for my version of Heaven.

In Penguin’s Heaven, I’d be flying around in a plane, all over the planet. While up high, at altitude, I’d have great views of mountains, valleys, forests, clouds, colorful sunsets and towns dotting the countrysides and deserts down below. I’d observe the majesty of the Grand Canyon with her nooks and crannies, and witness the dazzling colors of the sky, clouds and terrain as the sun sets. At night, I’d look up at the glorious full moon surrounded by stars and see the moonlight bouncing off the tops of the clouds below, or dance with the Aurora Borealis. I’d do these things time and again, as I have enjoyed doing in the past.

Over cities, we’d descend to a comfortable height to watch traffic on streets and look at the various homes with their pools and yards. I love to try to pick out what home I’d want to live in, one with a large back yard and neighbors that aren’t too close, and maybe along a stream or river. I’d look for people walking on sidewalks and kids playing on play grounds. I always enjoying looking at these views of 3-D maps as I fly overhead. There’s nothing like it. I love sitting at a window flying over a city on approach to landing.

These planes in my version of heaven have seats filled with people I adore. The carts are full of great food and wine and the in-flight movie always makes me laugh and cry and cheer. The landings are always perfect, the takeoffs light and fast.

I guess that it’s a good thing I love flying so much. I don’t have to wait very long to experience heaven. I only have to wait until my next flight. When you see me flying overhead, give me a wave so I can wave back!