Born December 13, 1974, Sreejit Poole has lived in the Ashrams of the Hugging Saint, Mata Amritanandamayi, since January 1994. Now residing at her Headquarters Ashram, Amritapuri, he works as an International Chef. Sreejit is best known for his blog, The Seeker's Dungeon, as well as having many published works of fiction including the series Where Love Meets war, and works of poetry. Sreejit is also a songwriter and has released his debut album, For the Record, to be heard for free on SoundCloud. He describes his music as, "Blues-Folk-Poetry-Soul to bridge the heart and mind - a little bit of emotional instability to open up the possibilities - old school for the old souls, and we are all old souls after all - just in want of a little humanity."
Fifteen years ago, in Mitch Albom’s beloved novel, The Five People You Meet in Heaven, the world fell in love with Eddie, a grizzled war veteran- turned-amusement park mechanic who died saving the life of a young girl named Annie. Eddie’s journey to heaven taught him that every life matters. Now, in this magical sequel, Mitch Albom reveals Annie’s story.
The accident that killed Eddie left an indelible mark on Annie. It took her left hand, which needed to be surgically reattached. Injured, scarred, and unable to remember why, Annie’s life is forever changed by a guilt-ravaged mother who whisks her away from the world she knew. Bullied by her peers and haunted by something she cannot recall, Annie struggles to find acceptance as she grows. When, as a young woman, she reconnects with Paulo, her childhood love, she believes she has finally found happiness.
As the novel opens, Annie is marrying Paulo. But when her wedding night day ends in an unimaginable accident, Annie finds herself on her own heavenly journey—and an inevitable reunion with Eddie, one of the five people who will show her how her life mattered in ways she could not have fathomed.
Poignant and beautiful, filled with unexpected twists, The Next Person You Meet in Heaven reminds us that not only does every life matter, but that every ending is also a beginning—we only need to open our eyes to see it.