As I walk up to the gate I wonder what was the final sin that led me to this door and am told it wasn’t a sin but a birth. Don’t get me wrong maybe if I had done that one extra good deed I’d still be with you but it’s actually more of a mathematical equation then a final judgement. For it was about time for my replacement whether it was actually in this year or the next a rookie needed to come down. How many millions of blond hair, blued eyed babies with the love of pickles in ice cream can be here at the same time? So I accept my new position knowing that my replacement may not fill my loved one’s spot but the position that G-D had for me on that earth.
FOOTNOTE- I’m still alive at the point of writing this blog piece and only G-D knows when that replacement will be called in to play.