I am young. I am eternity. When I realized the enormity of that concept, I understood I would never grow old. No matter what, I would never not be. I...would...be...for...eternity. It boggles the mind! And if that was the case, there had to be more to my existence than this life at this time on this planet in this Universe. Right? Just had to be more. Eternity was forever. It was never ending. What did I do before I was me in this lifetime? As far as I could remember, I had only existed for 62 years. That was far short of eternity. Who was I? Where had I been before? And what would I do, be, experience, after this particular lifetime ended?