My husband promised me before he left, that if he survived 'death' he would find a way to show me.
He did....3 times. Very directly. He could not have been more clear.
Unfortunately I psycho-analysed the life out of those communications, and didn't listen. I didn't 'believe' you see. I didn't believe in believing. I had to know and I needed hard evidence. There was always a possibility I had created those contacts....
Poor man!
It was only years after that, I learned for sure we live on. I got the hardest evidence I could ever wish for.
My poor husband. He must have had some headache in the next dimension. But then.....he always knew what a hard-headed you-know-what I always was.
He may have just laughed at me. I hope so.
I sent him my sincere apologies and laughed at myself too.
I know he hasn't taken that to heart too badly. Bless his Soul.
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