I am awakened by the humming of beautiful sounds, a voice so smooth and drawing I have no choice but to follow it. The newly installed slab of cement with my name on it tells me, this is where I’m supposed to be. I look around, it’s silent and unlively; names lie everywhere. This is not where I’m supposed to be, not yet. I follow the ever so sweet sound towards a light that wasn’t there before. I can feel my feet are heavy and unwilling to move, but I tread along. In the distance, there’s a construction that looks as if angels reside there, the light spills out of the arched shaped window. I continue my journey forward, hearing the whispers of those around me. I can’t tell if they’re words of encouragement or warning. The closer I get, the louder the sound gets and the brighter the light becomes. I can’t help but feel as if I should turn back and lay where I belong again, but the warmth from the structure wraps me tightly; not letting go. I let the light engulf me, pulling me in. My feet are now light and my body feels weightless. The humming starts to put me to sleep and the air begins to become a bed of comfort. I am one with the beauty of light. Regardless of where my name is, this must be where I belong.