If I could choose what my heaven could look like, I'd like it to be filled with balloons. So many that when I walked, the balloons would be pushed aside with my steps. They'd float up, then down. They'd be red, blue, yellow, white, purple, orange, and green.
I'd have a heaven of balloons and they'd be mine to keep. They would never deflate. My heaven of balloons would be magical and extrodinare. They'd make me feel so happy inside. I wouldn't be able to imagine more happiness.
I believe this is what my kid experienced this weekend. He had a heaven of balloons. The stage was full of everything he could imagine. LOTS of balloons! Balloons can make him giggle and smile from ear to ear.
If I had a heaven to choose, it would be a room full of balloons.
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