My Memory Of Dying

ILLUSTRATEDFOR ALL AGESThis book is meant to describe, in an easy to understand way, what happened to me, after Idied. I don't know who I was, where it occurred, whether I was a man or woman, boy or girl; only that it did indeed occur. I have had this memory for almost 40 years now. I used to believe that this was a premonition. I was a very young child, when I began recollecting this, and so I could not explain it to myself any other way. I finally chose to tell my children, a few years ago, about this. I was afraid of what they might think of me. But I felt it was important enough to take that chance, and let them know. And perhaps you are curious about my memory of my death too? I think you will be surprised.I hope you like the true story of my memory-and that it inspires you in some way.