It may be that at this moment every battlement of heaven is alive with the redeemed. There is a sainted mother watching for her daughter. Have you no response to that long hushed voice which has prayed for you so often? And for you, young man, are there no voices there that have prayed for you? And are there none whom you promised once to meet again, if not on earth, in heaven?
On either side in Time, there's nothing similar to Now, only memories or imaginings. The place you were ten seconds ago has vanished, and what is the place ten seconds ahead? There is nothing there. It's very odd.