I have seen that and always thought it was beautiful and true

You'd have a lot of company on that journey, I think we'd all join you.
Hugs, Linda

I've heard that also, But I do believe once we make heaven our home, we would never choose returning here.

In lieu of flowers, someone sent a coverlet with that thought embroidered on it. Bless them, for they were trying to console me with that thought. It had the opposite effect on me and our daughters. I'm not trying to offend those who find that prose comforting; however, I put that coverlet away because I disliked it so.

To me, it meant that there would be a good chance I would have to lose my husband all over again. One time is enough for me. I could not imagine choosing to bear this pain again. My dear husband is at this very moment experiencing pure blissno tears, no sorrow, only the rapture of Heaven. I envy what he is enjoying for all of eternity, and I would not consciously bring him back.

I guess mine is a very different viewpoint of what is a lovely thought for others. TJ

I am with Linda......you would have a lot of company.
Hugs, Dianne

Wishful thinking.
I also sometimes think there should be a Special Day, where our dead loved ones could come back for a quick hug. Just one. Once a month or once a day or once a year - whatever. And a kiss. And then we could go on........ sigh........

I would just love to climb the stairway and join him.
Cie

What a beautiful thought. I can't make that journey right now, but wendywillow had a good thought. I would like to have Todd come home where I can see him. He passes through...and has left signs; yet I long to see his face. peace...Kaaren

l feel in my heart that Frank is at peace,so l won,t be climbing the stairway to heaven to bring him back,but as l get older,the stairway to heaven gets shorter,so l know l will be climbing that stairway to heaven sometime and he will be waiting at the top for me.

Alice

Once I walked that beautiful stairway, I don't believe I would come back. And I wouldn't leave unless my cat was with me. God knows what would happen to her.

I guess pathoflife didn't understand this poem like we all do.

I like that.