Behind The Story: The Place Where The Bluebells Grow

Featured in my book “And The Light Comes In” 

Surely certain experiences mirror Heaven more closely than others. I don’t just mean good days as opposed to bad days, but moments that are truly beautiful. Moments that strike a chord in our souls. I remember a day when I was riding in a car with an old friend. A hauntingly pretty song played on the radio as we passed beneath a row of cherry trees. The wind blew and pale pink petals fell and floated like snow. Petals collected on the windshield and dotted the road. At that moment the feeling of friendship and beauty was so strong that I remember thinking “this has got to be a little bit like Heaven.” Whenever I hear that song I feel that moment all over again. That’s the idea behind The Place Where the Bluebells Grow. It’s about those intensely wonderful times that continue to sparkle long after they’re gone.