I've had a lot that I mostly remember that were good. But, the one that has never left me was the one where I was running and dancing in endless, beautiful fields and I then came upon a kingdom of gold and silver where a lot of people were singing and dancing. I joined in and then the crowd surrounded me and stopped dancing. Then a huge, beautiful staircase came down from the clouds and Jesus walked down. I slowly and gracefully danced in front of Him. He came, took me in His arms and hugged me. He then took me by the hand and led me up the staircase where I saw God, my Father. And then it ended.