Lost and Found

I am not sure what happens when you die. I imagine that there is something other than nothing. I'd like to believe that we are more than beings that only wonder about what happens next, but will exist somehow in another manner once we no longer occuopy out bodies.

A comedian once mentioned that when you die, you get a box with all the stuff you ever lost - umbrellas, gloves, hats, etc. What becomes of the people that you've lost? The friends that drifted away, the lovers that stopped loving you, the people that just dropped out? Do you ever get them back?

In my life, people are very special. My good friends are always my friends, no matter what. When I love someone, there will always be a little bit of that person with me forever. I'm not the type that hopes I never see someone again.

So maybe you are one of those pepople that drifted away. Maybe you've been reading and realized there is someone in your life like that right now. Know what? Now is the time to do something.

Maybe there is something that happens when we die - someplace we go. But what if there isn't?