Heaven’s Waiting Room

Ecrits Blogophilia Week 29.14 Topic:
Clouds in My Coffee

Hard Bonus: Incorporate a lyric by Moby (in bold)

Easy Bonus: Include carbohydrates (did not include)

Jeff Beck and Lisa Marie Presley, both lost to us in January 2023

Once upon a dreary January the King’s Daughter woke to clouds in her coffee and the pangs of human loss. The God of Guitar Gods preceded her across the
lines of life and death by a few days, her tears not even dry upon arrival…but he
welcomed her there…to the waiting room.

“All this love we feel needs no conversation” he smiled and they sat on a familiar couch, “I’m sure your Daddy’s on his way.”

“Well damn,” her crooked lip turned up, “here we are.”

“Yeah happens so fast,” he shook his head.

“Too fast,” she hung her head, “But you think he’s coming?”

“Oh I know he is, I don’t think you’ll be waiting long.”

“I’m sure he’s with my baby, seeing them both again, is too much love to bare.”

She could not stop smiling now, the hope, the knowing, the relief.

Jeff held her hand in silence as they waited in that place between.
Their silence was reverent in keeping with the changes of atmosphere.
Suddenly, light. Music. Sound.
Everything they were gifted returning ten fold. Everything they knew within,
was now surrounding them. Everything made of love was present and all
consuming.

Oh the joy, the ecstasy, of this familiar place.

musings by Christine Wichman c. January 15, 2023