My uncle Steve passed away on May 27, 2011. I won't go into details about his death, because I'm still reeling over it. He was in a coma for four days before my aunt asked the doctors to remove life support. And I did have the opportunity to be there with my aunt and their best friends at his side when they removed the breathing tube. Because we all had the opportunity to tell him how much we loved him, I felt at peace with his death. Before I left the hospital, I told him I loved him with all of my heart and that it was okay if he wanted to go on, because he had a daughter waiting on him and my grandparents wanted him to be with them. I kissed his cheek and ran out of the room crying.
I felt Steve's presence the day after he passed away. I was running on 30 minutes of sleep that day and had been to South Carolina to check on my aunt (she and Steve lived in Greenville.) I came home and passed completely out. Several hours later, I was semi-conscious enough to see someone come into my room. I thought it was my mom or one of my boys. Then I felt someone kiss my cheek. I asked them about it later, and they swore it wasn't them.
We had his "celebration of life" service this past Saturday. One speaker got up and talked about my other uncle, Johnny, who is a preacher. The speaker was a retired preacher himself and kind of senile. He talked about Johnny like it was his memorial service. It was pretty hilarious considering it was not his memorial service!
I got a terrible headache at that moment. I looked over at my aunt and she was also rubbing her temples. I really didn't put two and two together at that time.
When I got home, I mentioned to my mom that I only get "those" types of headaches when spirits are around. I wondered if perhaps my uncle came to his own memorial service.
Tonight, my mom was talking to my aunt about the service. My aunt told her something extraordinary. She said that when her brother and sister-in-law were driving her back home, her sister-in-law told her when the old, senile preacher was talking, Steve was behind him smiling and laughing. He was also shaking his head like he couldn't believe that old man was up there talking nonsense. She said that he had a glow, which to me means he had crossed over.
Steve came to his own memorial service and had a chuckle. I hope he saw how much people really loved him.