About five years ago my late husband's brother was diagnosed with cancer. Jeff was very afraid of passing on even though they were not pushed into any organized religion. So afraid that he was Baptised for his own peace of mind. He took debilitating treatments and just got worse and worse and he kept hanging on. Bill and I agreed there would be no treatments if such a thing would happen to us. After Jeff transitioned Bill came home and told me that he had seen Jeff and that Jeff told him not to worry that he was very happy. Now Bill was a very rational thinker. If he told you something you believed him. So I was happy for Bill about this visit from Jeff.
When Bill got sick it was two years later. He lasted five weeks from beginning to end.
In the hospital most of the time while they were trying to find out what he had. So that's where I spent most of my time. As agreed there were no treatments when we found out he had advanced lymphoma. One day on the way to the hospital it hit me what the real message was from Jeff.
From Jeff's view he knew Bill was next and he did not want Bill to have the same fear. At the hospital I reminded Bill about seeing his brother and how Jeff was saying I"m here and I'm happy. I told Bill that he had no reason to fear because he was going to the same place. The Dr's told me he could
last another month and that it was going to get ugly. He came home from the hospital and passed two days later. No suffering or hanging on like Jeff. Our last words to each other were"I love you".
The experiences started right after that. Finding something that was lost for over a year sitting on top of a huge pile of clean laundry. I lived off that pile for days! My laundry room clock was stopped at 4:12 the moment he passed. It had been taken off the wall, the battery removed, then placed back up again. I found the battery at the back of the counter. He used to tuck me in since I retired before him. He covered me up and if it was really cold put my robe on top of everything else.
One night I got up to use the bathroom and went back to bed. I had taken to sleeping with his jacket for comfort. The bed was a mess, the jacket all balled up. When I awoke several hours later the covers were up and tucked around me with his jacket spread out all nice and neat on top! Our dog would sit at the front door and bark nonstop at nothing. I knew he was there and our dog knew it too. Things happened for months then tapered off. I remarried and my new husband saw him too on several occassions. Just a flash of something going by but I knew it was him. I could feel him as could Tony.
He was a light in my life who listened to everything I said without judgement. He is the one who made it possible for me to attend seminars, go on spiritual trips, and receive all the training.
He took me all over NJ to plant crystals when the call came out for help after 9/11. Many weekends it took. He drove me to Long Island to help open a portal, hiked with me in Sedona Red Rocks, and was there for some of my spiritual experiences. A big hearted man who was loved by everybody. Most especially by me.
Sorry I rambled on so in this sharing
Blessings
Jaharra