Francesca recently read Mitch Albom’s The Five People You Meet in Heaven, a short, sweet-sappy book which made Francesca cry. It is about a maintenance man who is suddenly killed in an accident, and the five people from his life who usher him into heaven, explaining the meaning of his life and clearing up mysteries.
It got Francesca thinking about those she would like to meet in such a way, those who could bring closure to some of the loose threads of Francesca’s life. The grandfather she never met, the jilting lover, the husband and children she does not yet have, and of course her boss, the esteemed Manolo, since then Francesca would finally find out who he really is. (It is true, Manolo is a mystery man even to those who work for him. The internet is a strange and exotic place.)
Francesca and Plumcake want to know: Whom would you most like to clear up the big unanswered questions of your life?
May I tell you how thrilled I am to see you using the correct case in your post title? I almost always feel the need to get out my red pen and correct newspaper headlines, muttering to myself, “WHOM, not WHO, when it’s the objective case!”
Don’t even get me started on the comprise/compose issue.
As far as whom I want to meet — I don’t care about the mystery folks — I just want to see my dad and my grandparents again.
Comment by class-factotum — July 16, 2008 @ 9:28 am
My parents, because I miss them so much, likewise my friend Fred. My late ex-husband who had such a very troubled life and I’d like to see that Heaven has helped him work things out. And, oddly enough. Jerry Garcia and Teddy Roosevelt.
Comment by gemdiva — July 16, 2008 @ 12:37 pm
The Annalucia would like to meet her maternal grandparents. They died long before she was born and frankly she would like to ask them some questions about their daughter, aka the Annalucia’s mean, violent and abusive mother. Was she always like that? Are her stories about her childhood true, and if not, what really happened? (We are assuming that people speak only the truth in the afterlife.)
On a pleasanter note, she would like to meet the Egyptian bellydancer Samia Gamal, so she could pick up some information on improving her technique ;-)
Comment by Annalucia — July 16, 2008 @ 12:57 pm
1. My dad who died when I was four, leaving me with only a few memories of him
2. His biological mother that I located right before she died at 95 and did not get the chance to meet in person though I did get to talk to her on the phone
3. My grandmother, my best friend all my life. I miss her every day of my life since she died 8 years ago
4. My baby girl, my fourth child and only daughter, that I miscarried at 5+ months
5. Ibn Battuta, the medieval traveler. I am sure he had some amusing stories to tell
Comment by bookgirl — July 16, 2008 @ 2:50 pm
I can’t say as I have a lot of loose threads or unanswered questions. However, there is someone I’d like to see so that I can apologize to her and tell her I love her.
When I was age 9, my best friend Bhavani and I got into a silly argument the night before she got on a plane to go to India with her mother and brother. We made up, but I could tell that she was still a bit miffed with me.
Her flight was Air India 182.
Comment by La Petite Acadienne — July 16, 2008 @ 3:50 pm
I’m not going to publish my list, but I will say that I loved that book and cried…surprisingly hard…when I finished it.
Comment by Lisa Laree — July 18, 2008 @ 3:19 pm
There is an assumption of heaven here. Wherever I end up, I’d like to talk to George Sands, Aspasia, Isadora Duncan, Alice Paul, and Samuel Clemens. I kind of envy all of you that have such close personal ties that you want to see those people again. Of family, only my mother and sisters (all still living) matter to me. So, I would want to talk to facinating people. Joan of Arc, Mother Therese, Cleopatra, Catherine the Great, Elizabeth the First, Kathy Griffin, Mae West…
Comment by Jennie — July 27, 2008 @ 4:32 pm
* My Great Grandmother : I’d like to hear her life story, and to know if she at all has esteemed the way I’ve lived my life.
* My Grandmother : She worked for Edith Head! I could sit with her for an afternoon hearing the tales and knowing what she thought of me.
Comment by Katherine — July 29, 2008 @ 6:58 am