I don't want to see him until...

I often hear people say that they'd love to have one more day with a loved one who has gone on before them.

They want one last conversation, one last hug, or in the words of Luther Vandross, "one last dance." 

I don't get it, do you?

I don't want to see my deceased loved ones again until I can see them forever. 

Take my father, for example.  I loved him with a fierceness that not everyone understands.  My daddy could do no wrong in my eyes and I loved him with all of my heart.

The loss of my father came all of a sudden, it wasn't expected, and it hurt deep.  In some ways, I probably still mourn his loss, but I would never say that I wanted to see him one last time.  I don't.

I couldn't take that hurt again. 

I don't want to see him until we can spend time together in eternity.  I live for the moment that I can say "hello!" and I never have to say good-bye again. 

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