The odd thing is I remember thinking that there was no cement between the blocks, which seems an unusual thought for a child. Although there was much more to this experience I prefer to keep that part of the experience personal and I'm sure that many readers will understand why.

I wasn't able to evaluate the time my experience lasted. However towards the end of the experience I remember being told that I had work to do, but was not told what this work was. I was told it was not yet time, but I would return. I did not want to leave. But knew in my heart that I must. The overwheming feeling of love and peace I felt there, was like nothing I could ever imagine. I felt cheered to be told that one day I would return.

The next thing I remember was being back in my hospital bed, with my parents telling me that the doctors had informed them that I was over the worst of the fever and would be able to go home in a couple of weeks.

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