Emails to Heaven

Dear God, you made me on March 26 1987. I type and more here so far zero Lord answers and others. I ask God to forgive me and other’s such as my members and forget hell heaven period. I think hell isn’t where you end up for bad things and more only heaven hear this sound, I ask in God. I ask God to hear this sound means I ask God for forgiveness and more see my mind and feelings and more on makes me happy and all I want, and you see I ask God in my brain and not shared you see.
In Jesus name in pray amen. Lord, I ask God if all I want and more so as other’s appear example this year 2025 is not as it used to be, see my meaning on used to be and my brain getting old there. God, I require you please. I require you please Lord again. I require you for my papa and other’s tonight to hear this sound. I require a god for my mind and more.

Dear Lord, you created me on March 26, 1987. I type and more on computer, to church walls, also Jerusalem walls and knee pray and more I sent here but zero God answers and others. I need a god for my thinking in 2025 and other’s now it’s not as used to be. You see my meaning and getting old.
IN Jesus name in pray amen. Dear god, I ask God, I need a God for my thoughts and wants and more especially for my papa and mama. You see for apologies and others. Tonight, I appear, earth and others as magic like where you control people, see my mind on my meaning.

I miss you so much. I just want to hold your hand again. I hope you knew how important you were to me, and how much I loved you. I just want to go back and feel loved again. If I ever have a son, his name will be John, and he will know all about his amazing great-uncle.
I hope heaven has shamrocks. I hope it has music. I hope you have friends and a boyfriend.
I hope epilepsy and mitochondrial disease don’t exist in heaven. I hope you can walk and run and hear again. I hope you teach Papa some showtunes on his banjo.
I miss you so much. I love you so much. I can only hope I am making you proud.
– your loving and heartbroken nephew

My angel, we missed you that day. Like every day, but especially on this day. We laughed and cried, and you weren’t there. I still can’t get used to the idea that it will always be like this. I would have liked to take you in my arms, to hold you so tightly, to see you magnificent in a beautiful costume. To see you laugh with everyone. You would have put the petals on my head, too, and I imagine you, laughing heartily… With all my heart, a strange expression… I know you were there among us, up there, somewhere above our heads, shining… shining like a shooting star. And thank you, thank you for lighting up this day between two days of rain. Thank you for leaving your smile in our lives, in our hearts and in our thoughts. Thank you for being my little nephew, for sharing these hugs, kisses and games. Then our laughter, our more mature exchanges about what you liked and what you were passionate about. But I’m still not ready to say goodbye. Because there’s no goodbye as long as you’re there, in my heart.

Help me. I am really scared. Please let this happen. Please. I am so so sorry

Hi Grandma,
I miss you so much down here, life will never be the same without you. I think about you every day and I will always think of you every day. I know you’re resting now and happier than ever, but this life is so hard without you. Visit me soon Nonna, I love you forever 🤍