julianne maclean the color of heaven series

She went to university on scholarship and is now a social worker in New Hampshire, where she lives with her husband, Joe, a successful contractor. She did well in school and graduated with honors. Jen is blonde and petite (she takes after our mother), while I am tall, with dark auburn hair. Her name is Jen and we look nothing alike.

I grew up in Camden, Maine, but moved to Augusta when I was fourteen. My relationship with my father was strained at best, and there were certain pivotal events that I preferred to forget altogether – events that involved my mother, which I don’t really wish to go into now, but I will explain later, I promise.Īll you need to know is that for a number of years my life was perfect, and I found more happiness than I ever dreamed possible.

Not that I hadn’t endured my share of hardships. They drive expensive cars, live in upscale neighborhoods, and are happily married to gorgeous and brilliant spouses. They are blessed with natural beauty, have successful and fulfilling careers. In this remarkable, complex world of ours, there are certain people who appear to lead charmed lives. You are no longer afraid, and you know what lies ahead. Then you see a light – a brilliant, dazzling light – more calming and loving than any words can possibly describe, and everything finally makes sense to you. What will it look like? What color will it be? You also wonder in those frantic, fleeting seconds, as your spirit shoots through a dark tunnel, if heaven exists on the other side, and if so, what you will find there. You have no choice but to look at your decisions and accomplishments – or lack of them – and decide for yourself if you did all that you could do.Īnd you panic just a little, wishing for one more chance at all the beautiful moments you didn’t appreciate, or for one more day with the person you didn’t love quite enough. Somehow you’re able to comprehend the whole of your life in that single instant of reflection, as if it were a panoramic view. You remember things from your childhood and adolescence – specific images, vivid and real, like brilliant sparks of light exploding in your brain.

What they say about life flashing before your eyes is true. Other names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author's imagination, and any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.Ī gem cannot be polished without friction, nor a man perfected without adversity.Ī lot goes through your mind when you’re dying. Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are used fictitiously. This book may not be resold or uploaded for distribution to others. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or a portion thereof, in any form. This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only.

Julianne maclean the color of heaven series