Abby's Mom,
I know. Your post makes me cry because I feel it too. Today I kept catching myself thinking Punky is still around. When I laid my head down for a second, I reached for Punky. When I woke up and didn't see him, I looked to his basket. It's crushing me, learning over and over again that my baby is gone.
I've never cared so much about the afterlife and eternity and all those things as I do now. I'm forced to reconsider these concepts because I want to do whatever it takes to get to Punky again. I already know that this is a disingenuous way to try to get into Heaven, and ultimately I hope to find true faith in God, which is probably the most deserving way to get through the Pearly Gates.

-Punky's Mom