Mid-Atlantic Gardening: Yardening August 2015, 1 by Gitagal

Gitagal wrote:
Funny little (yes!) story....

When I was very young, after a good rain that made puddles, I liked to
look into the puddles and see the reflection of the sky and clouds in there.

So pretty---but also so scary to me--as I thought that if i stepped into the puddle--
I would "fall" into heaven. ...and I would be gone...

Some of it may have had to do with the fact that our mother (who was widowed at 33)
(our father died very young)--would use "Him" to keep us in line.
She would always say that "Your Father is looking down--he can see you"....as a threat.

SO--Heaven was a place to fear--for me.....

g.