In my last post I wrote about my experience with the dying and how they often have contacts from those who have passed on before them. And now an experience from my own life...
When my mother passed, I could not be there with her. We had spent weeks in Kansas, but each time we drove the 700 miles to be there she would rebound. Finally, after this happened three times, we again returned home to Illinois. I knew as we drove off that it was the last time I would see my mother and the grief was overwhelming, as well as the guilt I felt for leaving.
When I got the news that she had passed, I stood in the bathroom looking in the mirror at myself and wondering, "Did Mother still love me?" even though I'd not be able to be there for her at the last. Suddenly the bathtub stopper fell off the side of the tub and rolled to the center. As I stood looking at it, it came to me that perhaps Mother was saying, "Stop it!"
Then came the nudges during the night when I would be gently awakened and would glance at the clock to see that the time was always 1:11 or 2:22, etc. It also happened during the day as I drove, nudges to look at the clock and the same thing would occur. Finally, I got it. Mother was born on 2/22/22. She had a thing about numbers. This was her way of communicating with me. I laughed as I thought about it. I believe she wanted me to know that even though I couldn't see her, she was still with me.
Since then, others have told me about their similar experiences. Perhaps you have also had an experience. I'd love to hear about it.
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