I nodded, looking out over the ocean agreeing with him.<br/>"I never imagined this is what heaven would be like, where are the angels? The clouds that are supposed to be at our feet?The golden roads? This is nothing like I imagined things to be here."<br/>Then I thought, all those things were how other people described heaven to be like, I had nothing to do with those things. When imagining heaven I...well had nothing. I tried not to think about death very much even though for most of my life I knew it was coming soon. I tried to imagine happy things at least.<br/>"I wonder, if this is heaven like you say..."<br/>I trailed off, do I dare say what I was thinking?<br/>"Where is God?"<br/>I glanced around, nobody there seemed like the holy figure and I was curious about him.<br/>As he told the reasons why he liked the beach so much, I closed my eyes trying to enjoy the sensations he was talking about.<br/>"I don't know why I liked the beach so much, I guess it just reminded me when I was well. When me and my parents used to go. I built sandcastles and searched the shoreline for seashells. It almost seemed magical to me back then, it was the place where I always felt happy."