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I have always wondered what it was like to be in heaven. Bright lights, white surroundings, white clothes, a huge white door, and all your loved ones welcoming you at the door. Angels playing trumpets, gold confetti falling in the air, and then God waits for you to weigh the good and bad deeds you did in the past. No more pain, loneliness, sorrow, and aloneness. But why in the world couldn't I feel my body and, instead of trumpets, I was hearing babies crying? It was not white lights I was seeing but blue lights, and there was only one person standing by the door.
“Great! You’re awake! Guess who’s awake kiddos! It’s mommy!!” Taking a deep breath before moving my body helped me realize I was not in heaven. I was still in the hospital with my husband and the babies.
As much as I wanted
