After Life.

My  Husband has been dead for 5 days and I believe in the after life. Wednesday morning at around 4:45 my Rick had a massive heart attack. Wednesday afternoon a lady down the street came up and talked to me and to offer her condolances.  We talked for about two hours.  She told me something that I didn’t know.  If you see a red bird that’s a visit from from the other realm.  The next morning Momma saw a red bird land on the porch railing and looked in the front window. The next day his alarm  clock goes off. I had to unplug it to make it stop. Maybe his 3 days has passed away and he said Goodby to me and make sure I would be Okay.  Now, I think he is in heaven with all the people who loved him there.  There is one story I haven’t told and it was 50 years ago with he was 9 years old when he was mowed down by  a  drunk driver on his way walking to school.  He told me that he saw the gates of Heaven and the fog was there.  He said the gates slammed shut and the next thing he saw was the light and roof of  an ambulance.  Funny thing is my Uncle owned the ambulance company that picked him up.  God wasn’t ready to for him to go.


About 1wanderingtruthseeker

I'm a fiftish woman that has opinions and passions about nearly everything under the sun. I love a good debate, not name calling. I believe in the Constitution , the Bill of Rights and God. I believe the government which governs the least is the best government of all. I believe in the rights of the people. I dispatched fire trucks, the Po-Po and ambulances for a long time so I have a wicked sense of dark humor and speak fluent sarcasm. I think out loud a lot times. I am offensive. But I'm offensive of everybody. Socially unacceptable, plain spoken and unashamed. If you don't want to be offend, please don't read and if you do, please consider that I'm not politically correct in any sense of the word.
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