This is the kind of story that if you're already a believer in Jesus Christ and in heaven, the story will solidify your beliefs. If you are a skeptic with an open heart, you may be less so after reading the story. And if you are a non-believer, you probably won't want to read it anyway because it might just touch you. I read the story and it helped me think of heaven in a new way.
My sister is there - heaven that is. Her name is Gloria Jean Bateman. She died at birth a few years before I was born. I know the loss must have been very hard for my mother because she refused to name me until after I was born. In fact, my name was the result of a baby shower given after my birth at which all the guests put name suggestions in a hat. Mom picked out two names, Bonita and Gayleen. Thank goodness she decided to shorten that handle to Bonnie Lee.
I didn't even know about my sister until I was in grade school, going through boxes that I probably shouldn't have, and finding a small box that read, Ashes of Gloria Jean Bateman. I asked mom about the box and she told me the story. I cried.
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