Dinner at my house last night was a surreal experience. All my children were getting along and being polite, courteous, and friendly to each other. Even my wife seemed in a decent mood. In fact, the situation struck me as being so odd, that I made the remark that I must have been killed in a car accident on my drive home from work, and that a peaceful, friendly family dinner was my version of heaven.
Unfortunately, if that were indeed the case, the emergency personnel must have been able to revive me, for my brief detour into “heaven” was all too brief, and life soon reverted back to business as usual.