When we get to heaven, my FRiend, I will recognize you because you will be the guy grinning from ear to ear.
And I will be the gal laying at Jesus’ feet, anointing Him with oil. (if He lets me)
I will also have cat hair stuck to my long white robe.
For years I have been a little envious of Mary, that she had opportunity to crawl before Him, totally surrender to Him, and to love and worship Him so honestly.