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I was riding my bicycle home after a long day at work and looking forward to the next two days off. I got off my bike and was preparing to cross the road. There was a break in the traffic, or so I thought. I got on my bike and started across. The next thing I know, I'm in this huge field of flowers with a bright, blue sky. I can't describe the colors. (Our language doesn't have the words to describe them properly.) I'm thinking: How did I get here from being on my bike? Then, I started walking toward a light I could see in the distance.

The light appeared as if the glow you see off a big city in the sky, even though it was daylight. As I got closer I could see the city. There were people walking to and fro, laughing, and talking. This was weird. I could hear them in my head and I had a body but didn't. I started walking faster because I could feel the love and happiness coming from this place and I wanted to be there. I was just about to the city limits and the gate when I noticed this man coming toward me.

The man was tall and had longish brown hair and the bluest eyes, eyes that seem to see into your heart. There wasn't any condemnation there, only pure unconditional love. His face had the gentlest loving look. He walked to me, smiled and said, "It's not your time, you have to go back." (Now anyone who knows me knows I can be very stubborn sometimes.) I didn't want to go back. I knew somehow that my daughter would be all right. She would be sad for a while, but we would see each other again. I argued my case for staying. He listened, smiled again, and said, "No, you have to go back. You have things to do yet." Well by this time I was really upset. You could say I was throwing a tantrum of sorts. I wanted to be with the happy people, love, and joy. He reached over, put his hand on my shoulder and said, "You have to go back." 

The next thing I knew I was in an ambulance wondering again how did I get there. I was really angry for being sent back. To this day I remember nothing from being hit by the van or the ride in the ambulance. Yet, I remember everything from the field, the love, city, and man. Even with my eyes open, I can still see, hear, and feel it. It changed me.

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