There were just... clouds. Everywhere. For as far as I could see. They weren't pure white, no. They were grey, they were cream, they were ivory and they were eggshell. And in the middle of it, directly in my line of vision about twenty feet away, was a glow. A warm golden glow, growing softer every second. I squinted my eyes and as the glow faded my eyes adjusted and there stood a figure. A boy. A lump formed in my throat and my breathing, now completely unlabored, quickened. Keep it together Hazel. It might as well be God waiting to grant you entry in heaven. Or hell? Nope. I'd been a good girl. As the figure became more clear, I saw that the boy was tall and lanky. As my hopeful yet nervous eyes went higher, my heart slammed in my chest, and then I saw his face. His gorgeous face, his blonde hair , his unsmiling mouth and those beautiful blue eyes, now staring at me just like when I saw them for the first time in the heart of Jesus.