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Mommy, Can I Visit Heaven?

On this day, I thank God for allowing me and my family to see another day. He didn't have to do it, but he did and I'm forever grateful. As I walked to my kitchen, my youngest daughter Nyasia says mommy is it possible to visit Heaven and return to Earth?

I responded it has been said by doctor's that patients have died on the operating table. Miraculously, they were brought back to life, but that was the work of God working through the doctor. She said okay, but not like that. Now, I am very curious and I ask well NyAsia, what exactly do you mean? Her response was, can I go to Heaven to visit and then come back home. Similar to when we go to visit family and then return home after a few hours. I said, no I don't think that can happen.

A few minutes past and there was an awkward silence lurking between Nyasia an I. So once again, I wanted to know where this was going. I proceeded to inquire and asked, why did she ask that question? I also asked, who would she like to visit? She said I wanted to know because I would visit my baby cousin Sanai. 

At that moment, my heart melted and a sudden sadness took over my entire body.She was gone before we had a chance to meet. We ask the question why? Why you?  At the end of the day, God knew what was best. I like to think Sanai was to perfect for the world we live in and he wanted her with him. My niece would have been a year old. Not a day goes by that we don't think about her. God needed an angel and he chose Sanai. Sleep In Peace Sweet Pea (my nickname for her).Sanai holds a special place in our hearts. We will love her always and forever.

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