Great piece! I stopped believing in hell the moment I had my first daughter. As a mother, I knew - there was nothing that baby could do that would ever lead me to condemn her to an eternity away from me. Let alone - fire, brimstone, & eternal torture. What a crock of crap! What good PARENT does that??

I think it takes a lot of faith to live life & decide that you're ok with whatever comes Next. To trust the process that is in place without embellishing it. We will all find out one day.

Until then - I sit on my cushion. I do some yoga. I swim a bit. I walk a bit. I dance a bit. And I make as many beautiful memories as I can with my kids & grandkids. So when I've moved on to The Next Thing - they will have still have those moments.

My mom died when I was 12. Like you, I have always known that Death isn't something that happens to other people.