Like most, Lily had no idea what was to be her destiny. She did not have any idea exactly what direction her life would take but she knew it would be one adventure after another. She looked forward to each new day and the experiences it would bring. Nothing could have prepared Lily for what was to be her fate. Locked in a coma, lying in a hospital room, Lily was unable to speak or let anyone know she was awash with thoughts, dreams and memories and her mind was active.Lily’s mother, Helen, was terrified by the prospect her only daughter may live out her life in a vegetative state. Helen went from not believing in God at all to being very angry with a God that could be so cruel as to take her daughter’s youth and beauty in addition to her future.But something amazing was happening. Lily was not staying in her hospital room. She would find herself in a beautiful garden talking to a local potter. He would ask Lily questions about what was going on in her world. They would talk for hours and she even got to see her grandpa whom she had not seen since he went to Heaven. Was Lily losing her mind? Was the pain and prospect of a life in a coma too much to bear? Or was Lily slowing dying, slipping away little by little? Was she really slipping into Heaven?