A drink.
... as I sat with akka and Porus, with a chilled glass of white russian in my hand, discussing trips to heaven (or hell) and back, I realized why death does not seem like "that bad a deal"...
... it will mean that I will finally get a chance to share that drink with papa ... though we might have to shift to beer or whisky, from what I remember :) I think I am looking forward to this with a lot of excitement and apprehension... I wonder- will he have better capacity than me? I am, after all, his daughter, and I am GOOOOD at this :)
But, for now, I think I will just sit back and enjoy the moment with my sister and husband. I am in no rush yet... though I do feel better knowing it's only uphill :)
That drink will just have to wait.
4 Comments:
that was sweet:)
Most of the fun is in the looking-forward. It doesnt matter what actually happens in the after.
Hey remember ill be there before you. we can all binge on alcohol
Well assuming you and he end up in the same place. I am not sure about that. I will be the designated driver.
Why don't you write more?
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