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I would like to tell you a true story that happened to me a few years ago.

My mother passed away unexpectedly in March of 2005. I spent the first few weeks afterward with my devastated father and finally, emotionally drained, I headed home.  I walked into our local grocery store and went thru the motions of shopping for my family.  I stopped in the produce section and was staring sightlessly at the fruit when an older woman approached me.  She grabbed hold of my arm and said “Hello, my name is Aunt Mary.”  My mother had an older sister named Mary who had passed away many years ago and looked nothing like this woman but I figured what the heck and said “hello” in return.

Aunt Mary said that she had seen my mother a few days ago and she was doing fine.  At this point, my knees about buckled as I knew my mother had never been to my home not to mention that she was no longer in this world.  Deciding that I was dealing with a slightly disturbed woman, I was about to explain that she was mistaken but she interrupted me with words that rocked me to the core.the after life

She said that she saw my mother sitting at a large table with family members and friends and they were having a celebration feast.   She was happy and laughing and enjoying being reunited with all of them.  She said that my mother looked beautiful in her pink dress (which she was buried in) and that she kept hugging her parents and siblings.

I know my mouth had dropped open and I asked her “Where did this take place at?  Where did you see my mother?”  Aunt Mary said “Why in heaven of course! Ever since my son passed away, every now and then I get a glimpse into heaven and it is my job to tell those left behind that their loved ones made it safely and are happy.”  She thanked me for listening to her and hugged me saying that one was from my mother.

With that, she hugged me again and turned away.  I stood there for a moment, tears steaming down my face as I tried to absorb what had just happened.  I turned back to speak to her again but she was no where to be found. I ran outside and up and down the aisles but Aunt Mary had disappeared.

Not sure what to believe, I tried to tell myself I was hallucinating.  Too much trauma, too much sorrow.  But surely this is evidence of life after death, and by the next day however, I knew God had sent an angel to me to let me know that my mom was okay and not too worry.   Since that day, I have never seen Aunt Mary again but have had the supreme blessing of being visited by my mother many times.

In the aftermath, I have begun a spiritual journey as I now know with a certainty, that life does go on and I want to be ready when it is my time to go.

Love and Light,
Becky Midyette
Elizabethtown, NC

 


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