Goodbye Mother
My mother died when I was seven. She was ill and in the hospital shortly after my father came home from the war. And I wasn't allowed to go in and see her. Children weren’t allowed in the hospital back in that day, if they were under the age of 14. So I had to sit in the car out there by myself while Daddy went in.
So as soon as he went in I got out of the car and went around the side of the hospital. I had no idea where my mother was but there was a hedge. I can still see the hedge in my mind. I bent down and crawled through the hedge and went over to the side of the building. Then I went up to a particular room and the window was open and I crawled in the open window. It was my mother's room! I went in and sat on the edge of the bed and said goodbye to her.
My aunt Naomi was in there with her. Now whether Aunt Naomi willed me in there or not, that I don't know. She was psychic and very, very strong. That's where I learned it all from. I can peek at the future if I want to, but I don't. I don’t want to know.
So she could nave willed me in there, she could have called to me so that I could say goodbye to my mother. There was no doubt, from the time I left the car and the parking lot and went down there, I headed just like a beeline, right to that window and crawled right in it, and went and sat on the edge of the bed. My mother died not long afterward.
Laura Hansen
Erin Gibb
Lisa Dean
