This may be the most believable story you will ever read. Unless this sickness takes me before, I will, on the 31st of this month, at 7:00 a.m. Be undergoing a nine to twelve hour surgery. I feel it may be unlikely that I will survive and that is ok, but I am much saddened it will leave my husband of forty-eight years, alone, but I will finally find answers.
I ask of you, if you will, please say a prayer of your faith, or just whisper, perhaps good thoughts. I have felt so much kindness from many of you on YGS. Your prayers, thoughts, and kindness will join all the other interesting people, sending the same, from far and near. Like you, I have never had the pleasure of meeting many of these other wonderful people other then from on line connections. Added to that will be the many people I have known through life.
I will try in a gentle way to reach out to you, or if I survive I will write as soon as possible, even if I am unable until October. Perhaps I would be able to convey what I might learn. So many maybes.
What I can tell you is, I have had several visitation dreams in the past week, dreams that woke me, and I wrote them down, before going back to sleep. A couple of them I don't remember ever knowing them, in this life. For me, this is a warning, I think. But could be wrong. I also have had flashes of people going by, as I lay going to sleep. It is like they are walking on a sidewalk and looking at me, as they pass. I do not know them.
The Cowboy truck driver is visiting again, he has often been sitting on my couch, or at a kitchen chair, when I, in thirst at night, head to the fridge for a drink. I never took the time to write about him, he was killed on the road, around 1950ish, that my house is on. I have seen him, now and again, these past 39 years living here, but he has resisted all my efforts to help in going to the light. He once indicated no one was waiting for him.
I am sorry the other material I have had in mind to share will never get written, or maybe it will! Thanks to all at YGS.
My Love, and my best to you,
I hope you are still in good health (or at least, better than before). Happy New Year! Is the man still visiting you?