My first wish would be able to talk to people in heaven. Like pick up the phone and call my mom, dad, and Sarah. I miss them terribly.

My dad passed away when I was 20. I would stop by his house almost daily when I was in college. He would make us lunch and listen to me rattle on about girl stuff even though he had little interest. He would then tell me to come to the bar later and have a beer with him. That was my dad. 

My mom passed away when I was in my thirties. My daughter was 6 and my son was almost 2. Her passing was sudden. One day she was fine and then all of a sudden she was sick. She was literally the strongest person I knew. I was in Florida and she was in Tennessee. I talked to her the day before she passed away. I think she knew even though she had just been discharged from the hospital. She always had a sixth sense about things. I remember her telling me I would have to be the strong one. I told her to stop with that morbid talk. The next day she was gone. 

My mother in law, Sarah, passed away last year. This was sudden and so unexpected. She was sweet and loving. The kind of grandma that kids adore. She would bake cookies with them, read Jesse countless books when he was little, and watch all the Disney movies with Katie. She went to the hospital with a stomachache and died almost two months later due to cancer. 

So yes, my first wish would be to talk to those in heaven. Even if it was just one conversation with each one of them. I just wish I could hear their voices, feel my mom touch my temple (she always did this when I was upset), listen to my dads funny stories, and hear Sarah laugh.