Growing up on the border of Canada we used to bundle up and stand in the back yard watching the Northern Lights for so long that I’d get bored. What I remember was that they were glorious and they moved. My mother told me that was as close to Heaven as you could get.

I haven’t seen them since.

And then this came across my computer. It would be nice to see Heaven one more time …

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