My fathers light
I am reflecting back on the month before my father passed away and remember he began looking somewhat pale and drawn. He did not let us know he was having circulation/heart problems. I am very empathic and often feel symptoms of physical ailments in people I am close to or connect with. I remember in the month before he passed away , suddenly, 3 times when I was in his company I was having heart palpitations and he even escorted me to the hospital when it seemed I might be having a stroke or something painful going on in my chest. I passed out one time. I did not realize at the time I was feeling what was going on with his body.
One day after all of that unfolded, I was bathing my two year old, Nicole when she moved her head and was looking at something behind me, or I thought. I did not want to take my eyes off her so I kept my eye on her and was ready to wrap up bath time when I heard “NANCY!” behind me. I grabbed the towel that was draped over the side of the tub and stood my baby up and wrapped her to see who had come into the house and called my name. It sounded like my father, yet, he had never just showed up at my house un announced. I picked up Nicole and turned around and right there I saw a kind of mass of light. It was white, yet, had a soft yellow kind of sparkle to it. Suddenly, I heard “take care of mummy, everything will be ok.”. It was such an odd sensation and I did not understand in that moment why I was hearing my father say those words and seeing that light, in my minds eye.
All of the sudden a frantic kind of energy began pulsating through my being. I knew I had to call my mom. I ran in the living room with Nicole still wrapped in a towel in my arms and began calling my mom and dads number. It rang and rang. I called a few more times. Finally, my mom answered and said something like “Oh Nancy! Your dad and I were taking a walk around the block and before we made it home, he fell to the ground! A neighbor called an ambulance and stayed with him while I ran home to call family. When I went back they would not let me near him! They took him in the ambulance. I think he is dead.”
Those were the most difficult and shocking words to hear, especially coming from my mother. It is so hard to write these words and remember the shock and numbness that fell over me and (I am sure everyone else who knew and loved him)and did not begin to lift for 2 years. On the way to the hospital. I felt my dad with me in spirit and knew he had already crossed over. Hearing him say “take care of mummy” ( he was the only one who called her that) convinced me. I remember about a month before he passed away he had talked about starting an angel hotline to help lonely people so they could call in and receive a message for the day. The reason I began doing readings and decided not to hide that part of myself, any longer, was to hopefully keep his dream alive to offer people hope and guidance in times of need. Needless to say, after my sweet father passed away, all of my symptoms of heart ailments disappeared.
I know my mother and father and dancing in heaven, together, and we will be re-uinited again, one day.
