Your message sent chill bumps all over.  I totally agree with you.
 
I had a dream about Mother after she died and she was in a blue Victorian looking house in a beautiful meadow with pink crape myrtle swaying in the breeze.  The colors were so vibrant and so beautiful.  There was such an aura of peace.  When I went into the house, she was there and was telling me about the many rooms and how she was getting ready for her family to join her.  I had a little brother who died when he was 10 days old.  There was a young boy playing on the floor and I knew it was James.  I can't describe his beauty.  Isn't it wonderful that when we talk about Heaven the most descriptive word we can think of is "beauty" or "beautiful"?
 
I had a miscarriage in 1970.  I am certain he was my son and I am certain that son is waiting for me in Heaven also.  Lately I have been thinking a lot about people who meant so much to me who have gone ahead.  Heaven is filled with people I love.  My cousins, Linda and Donald Philip, both died in Africa while their parents were missionaries in Nigeria.  I think of all those who have gone ahead - what a joy it will be to see them again.  That is what Paul means when he says he does not want us to be "ignorant about those who fall asleep, or to grieve like those who have no hope."
 
I have always felt God has a special place for animals.  He must have loved them.  Look at the variety He created for us to enjoy.
 
I pray God will prepare my loved ones for His coming.  I think it is soon, so very soon.  I have a Hindu daughter-in-law who thinks God is just another one of many gods.  I pray for Him to reveal Himself to her and draw her to Him.  I also have a friend who is Muslim and I pray for a special revelation to her also.  She thinks we worship the same God.
 
Come now, Lord Jesus.