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Pat two years ago I had gone down to visit my brother who had been in a
very bad car accident. He surived the accident, and I was able to stay
with him for awhile.
When it was time for me to return back to my home in Manchester N.H. I
had very mixed feelings. I was really afraid to leave my brother and
come back home... infact I didn't want to go back home again.
Needless to say I went to the airport and boarded the plane. I was very
said in my heart, I felt lonely but didn't really know why.
As we had started leveling off, after take off I looked out the window
of the plane and believe this or not, I saw my mother who had been dead
for the last three years. She simply smiled and I could actually hear
her say " Everything will be alright Cal" in my mind.
I truely believe she was there to comfort me, and to tell me to return
to my home because there were things for me to do in my life. I swear
she is my guardian angel, and is always with me.
carol
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| HI
I'll agree, there are things that at first glance, can't be explained.
I believe that really was your mother's essence/soul/spirit there with
you, at a most needed time. I have had a few contacts with close people
who have passed to the other side. Angel is the word, or spirit guides.
Susan
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| Thank you both Carol and Susan for sharing your experiences with me. I
told my teenagers and a friend of mine and of course, they kind of
looked at me strangely. Funny though, I was told about six years ago
by a palm reader that I had a guardian angel who had saved me from a
couple of narrow escapes already and knowing my mother, it had to be
her! She was one in a million where mothers are concerned. My small
suburu was hit by a drunk driver on 495 during rush hour about three
years ago. I was turned around backwards (in the passing lane) and
managed to end up on the median grass strip in the middle. No seat
belt and not a mark on me! My car was totaled. Someone was definitely
watching over me! Also, about a week ago I had a dream with my mother
in it and I gave her a hug (which I can tell you I can still feel) and
told her again how nice it was to see her. She never really "talks" to
me, its just me talking to her.
If you have any more experiences, I would love to hear them.
Thanks again,
Pat
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