More conversations with Aubrey

Last week we were somehow talking about death. Probably in relation to some poor bug who bit the dust. I have already forgotten the details. Anyway, Aubrey asked me something about what Heaven is like. I said I didn't know, but I'm sure it's pretty great, that you would feel no pain and nothing bad happens (conversations with Aubrey are never easy). She said she thought that when you go to Heaven, God probably makes you all new again. I said that sounded pretty good. Then she said "like a baby. I think God makes you a baby again. It's kind of like recycling mommy. God just recycles us."