The road

 The sun was setting, casting a golden hue over the horizon. It was a beautiful sight, and one that made the old man smile. He had been here many times before, but it never failed to take his breath away.

He was standing on the edge of Heaven, looking out over the vast expanse of clouds and sky. He had been here many times before, but this time was different. He was here to say goodbye.

He had been a good man, a kind man, and he had lived a long and full life. But now it was time for him to move on. He had been ready for this day for a long time, and he was at peace with his decision.

He took one last look at the sky, and then he stepped forward. He felt a warmth surround him, and he knew he was home. He had made it to Heaven.

He looked around and saw the beauty of the place. He saw the angels, the harps, and the golden gates. He saw the beauty of the place, and he knew he was in the right place.

Heaven was everything he had ever dreamed of, and more. He felt a sense of peace and joy, and he knew he was where he belonged. He had made it to Heaven, and he was ready to start his new life.