Following on from my post on April 28th, Life After Death, here is another similar story.
In 2005 I was caring for my mother in her final days. She was terminally ill with cancer. My mother was a non-believer in religion, ghosts, the after-life and anything she'd consider 'soppy nonsense'.
Towo days before she died, she was in a bad way and bedridden. She was lapsing in and out of consciousness. I sat with her constantly.
One evening she pointed towards the end of the bed. "Joe," she said, the name of my father, who had died 12 years earlier. "What, Mum?" I asked.
"He's here, waiting for me," she told me, "I can see him."
She looked happy and serene.
I still don't know what to make of it, but it did seem very real to her. I witnessed no other visions or imaginings. I wonder?
~ Mrs. J.J.M.
Towo days before she died, she was in a bad way and bedridden. She was lapsing in and out of consciousness. I sat with her constantly.
One evening she pointed towards the end of the bed. "Joe," she said, the name of my father, who had died 12 years earlier. "What, Mum?" I asked.
"He's here, waiting for me," she told me, "I can see him."
She looked happy and serene.
I still don't know what to make of it, but it did seem very real to her. I witnessed no other visions or imaginings. I wonder?
~ Mrs. J.J.M.
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I've heard a lot of stories like this one. Very moving!
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