The 5 People You Meet in Heaven

Wow… I just finished a book… in one day… (first time that has ever happened) and, it was so good, I wish I would have gone slower to savor the lessons…

It was the five people you meet in heaven by Mitch Albom

and it was…
Good… very good. I started out not liking the way it was written, very simple, but that is just how it needed to be… especially when you are trying to explore the meaning of life.

I want to tell you all about it, but what I think about it is so much of me, you need to read it and decide what of it is you…what you want to take and what you want to let change you. It could be a simple story or life and love or it could be teaching you about life, the certain love, sacrifice, passion… everything important in life.

There was a movie once, but don’t watch it, it is not the same, you’ve got to read it. With reading you can learn. Your brain takes you past the words and into something deeper. I insist you read it. Pleeeease. Even if you’re not a reader. Let it teach you. Open a door, perhaps.

I will tell you how in the book, heaven makes sense of all the things on earth that we don’t understand, like why people die or why love is “lost”… even though in the book it describes how love is never lost…unless you ignore it. But it is your job to keep it going, even if the person goes away.

And that “fairness does not govern life or death, if it did, no person would ever die young”… but something good, no great, may…WILL come out of it… who knows… that tragedy may be why you lived.

And how everything matters… like whether you chose to go home after work, or to the race to bet on the horses… it’s like the butterfly effect.

And that it is never too late to start new…

And that YOU are the only person holding you back…

And that the little things we do now really matter.
to ourselves, our friends, strangers… that insult that repeats in a persons head for the rest of their life, or the person you took advantage of and unknowingly ruined their soul… the lie you told you thought meant nothing…
there are no random acts… no chances…there is a balance to it all…
“where one withers, the other grows.”

Endings are also beginnings… we just don’t know it at the time.

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