I used to keep a list of questions I was going to ask Heavenly Father when I got to heaven. I don't know where it went (probably in one of my many, unfinished journals). I'm still constantly asking myself - why? Why did I eat that chocolate when I knew it would make me sick? Why did a bird have to poop right on my window and nowhere else? Why can't I have everyone I love around me all the time? Why are plane tickets so expensive? Why don't I go to bed when I'm tired (like now)? Why are drivers oblivious on the road? Why can't I hang shirts up facing the same way? Why do I have to keep kissing frogs? And the most disturbing one (right now) - why didn't I bring my bag in earlier from the car (because now it's cold outside)?
Obviously, some are more pertinent than others. All I know is that I have to find that list so I don't have to start over again!
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I have a list too! Maybe we came up with that idea together. Mine is more of the mysteries of the world/culture that I want to know the answer to (did Elvis really die).
Still here and preggo ... yippee. Can't wait to see you in a week! Did you get your ticket?
I, unfortunately, am not quite as organized as you, my fabulous sisters. My list is only rattling around in my brain. And, thus, more than half of it has vanished. Perhaps when you get to heaven, and your uber organization skills allow you answer to all your questions, you can share the answers with me? Because I'm sure I'll be too scatter brained to ask them all.
I think I hear the why list from one of my children at least daily...it always reminds me of Pinochio! Hope you have fun in CA over Thanksgiving!
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