A Spirit's Question

I was in the gardens in heaven, admiring the beauty of it. The aroma's of the flowers mixed perfectly to create such a sweet scent that could never be found on Earth. I looked past the flowers to find a spirit coming towards me. It was an innocent one. One that on Earth would most likely get good grades, be quite shy, and be very sweet. "Hello my child," I said, and smiled. She looked at her feet. "Um...Goddess..." the spirit mummbled. "Yes? What is it little one?" I asked. "I..I have a question," the spirit said. I smiled and stroked the roses, filling the air with the scent of roses. "What is your question my child?" I asked, and continued to smile at the spirit. "What's life? Like, what's it about?" the spirit asked ernestly. I froze. Never was I once asked this. Then, I chuckled a little and smiled again. "Why my little one, life is whatever you make it," I replied, and stroked the rose again.