tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post287548047189251795..comments2024-02-16T19:50:32.317-05:00Comments on Lynda Grace An Hour Away: Passing It Along - My Son's Messagelyndagracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530605081989558341noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-8155412870590244922012-10-14T20:45:22.283-04:002012-10-14T20:45:22.283-04:00Lynda, I think your son left you a very powerful m...Lynda, I think your son left you a very powerful message of hope for the future! I know the days get long while we are waiting. My thoughts are with you often, though I don't reply often, I read your posts. Hollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15154302076068393438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-65679813902951274112012-10-12T22:48:21.489-04:002012-10-12T22:48:21.489-04:00I enjoyed the progression through this post and ho...I enjoyed the progression through this post and how it brought you around to the words Joe said to you. I remember reading the book about Colton Burpo's experience while we were on vacation at LBI last year and it brought me a lot of peace...not because it told me exactly how "it" goes after death (because I don't think any of us can ever really know that while we are still living on earth), but because it reinforced my belief that what lies beyond is more than our humanity can imagine. It goes back to one of my favorite philosophies about the spiritual - that I don't want to worship a God that's small enough for me to understand completely. I cherish a little spiritual mystery and maybe, whether Joe fully realized it or not, that's what he was communicating - that time perhaps isn't only what we conceive it to be.Anne Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12677216862444900502noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-64559137410628106922012-10-12T10:40:06.159-04:002012-10-12T10:40:06.159-04:00Good way to look at it, JT. " Do the best you...Good way to look at it, JT. " Do the best you can right here." I like that. lyndagracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13530605081989558341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-41121891577626899672012-10-12T10:38:50.187-04:002012-10-12T10:38:50.187-04:00Hi Gina,
That must have been so difficult for you....Hi Gina,<br />That must have been so difficult for you. I am sorry that you lost two of your sisters in such a short time. <br /> I know that what you described did actually happen. I especially liked that you said you knew she was reaching for something bigger than us. I was comforted by that as I'm sure you were. lyndagracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13530605081989558341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-44132245801923352622012-10-12T10:33:26.690-04:002012-10-12T10:33:26.690-04:00Hi Winnie,
Even though I say I am not a believer, ...Hi Winnie,<br />Even though I say I am not a believer, I think part of me is actually a little afraid of this sort of thing. Because I figure, hey you never know.lyndagracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13530605081989558341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-67916385705599171312012-10-12T10:31:02.655-04:002012-10-12T10:31:02.655-04:00Yep, there are those little things that do keep me...Yep, there are those little things that do keep me guessing too.lyndagracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13530605081989558341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-81292916294450939682012-10-12T10:29:28.944-04:002012-10-12T10:29:28.944-04:00Hi, Judy,
Thanks.
I am a mostly "prove it to ...Hi, Judy,<br />Thanks.<br />I am a mostly "prove it to me first" type of person. I leave the door open, though, to accept that there are wonders and mysteries of life which cannot be explained. <br />lyndagracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13530605081989558341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-18032984318233459872012-10-12T06:59:06.489-04:002012-10-12T06:59:06.489-04:00Thoughtful post, Lynda. I am open to life after d...Thoughtful post, Lynda. I am open to life after death. It certainly makes sense in that energy just doesn't disappear, it transforms. FOr now, since I don't know I do the best I can right here. Graciewildehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00142582724233027386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-82147735094894411862012-10-12T02:04:46.497-04:002012-10-12T02:04:46.497-04:00I was very close to my baby sister Evelyn. I was ... I was very close to my baby sister Evelyn. I was like a mom to her. We were 10 years apart... me being 10 years older. She was diagnosed with myasthenia gravis when she was 29. She had good years and bad. She lived to the age of 42. She spent the last 89 days of her life in the hospital, with a couple of days in a nursing facility (nightmare, don't ask). I was her 'person'. I was her POA for healthcare. I was her oldest sister and she trusted me (most of the time, sometimes she hated me). When the end came, in Feb 2006. we all knew she was dying. Her doctors told us she would not make it through the week. We all gathered around, and held vigil. My husband went to the cafeteria and got her some chocolate cake and some M & M's. I have no idea how many of us slept in that room, but there were 7 siblings at that time. A daughter, an ex-husband, two mothers in law, parents and a special friend. Not to mention in laws. On Friday, Feb 3, 2006, at around noon, the room was full of family and friends. Her pastor was there. She had been in a coma for over 18 hours and had not moved. Just before noon, she raised her arms to the sky. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. The pastor was on one side. I was on the other. Her daughter was sitting by her side. The pastor asked her, "Evelyn? What do you see?" She squinted her eyes as if she were seeing bright lights. She still had her hands reaching above her. I was holding one hand. The pastor held the other. Each time we asked her what do you see? she squinted her eyes and raised her hands as if to reach. Her daughter was only 16 years old. She looked at me and and asked me to take the mask (bi-pap) off her mama's face. She said it was time. I leaned over, and took the mask away. She took one more breath. She looked at me. She closed her eyes and was gone. It was one the the most profound moments of my life. I knew she was okay. I knew she was reaching for something bigger than us. And for people who were waiting for her. Now I truly do not care if anyone believes this. I was there. It had a huge impact on my life. I KNOW that there are beautiful things waiting for us. I have to say, the experience with Nora was not the same.We were not as close. Her circumstance was entirely different. But it was no less life changing. Take nothing for granted. Do not be so quick tgo judge. You just may be enlightened.Tainted Fibershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09884892704100629104noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-7705010205366968842012-10-11T11:48:27.952-04:002012-10-11T11:48:27.952-04:00Very touching post. After Charlie passed, I went t...Very touching post. After Charlie passed, I went to see John Edward (3) times. He comes to Long Island each Dec. The first time was on the anniversary of his death so I had to go. My two sisters and I go together- one a major skeptic, one complete believer and then me- somewhere in between. After watching and feeling peaceful afterwards, I felt like if it helps them..ok. The third time, he called out my first name (Winifred), I took notice. But, still, wondering. When he mentioned my mother in law by name, and Charlie's exwife by name I was beyond startled. No obit, no creditcard was used etc.. Can't figure out how he "knew". Husband Alan was dating me by then and was upset that I have been "taken", but yet after searches he did online, nothing tied the three unusal names together. I like to think it was him saying hello... My sisters and I will go again sometime. Teresa Caputo is from Long Island as well and I am not sure about her as I have not seen her, but she did walk into our local cupcake place and do an unplanned reading that left the baker speachless. Hope you have a great day!Winniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15926597921523807422noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-55480452237975006762012-10-11T10:58:52.225-04:002012-10-11T10:58:52.225-04:00I have always been a bit skeptical about things li...I have always been a bit skeptical about things like this. At the same time, there are things that have happened in my own life that have made me wonder.Renee Annehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12513788818111774118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-87382506831249680582012-10-11T10:55:45.698-04:002012-10-11T10:55:45.698-04:00I believe in life after death, and I definitely be...I believe in life after death, and I definitely believe in "paranormal" - - including people who can see and talk to the dead. I'm not stupid, and I know there are fakes who try to take advantage of people. But I love Teresa Caputo, and I think she is an amazing woman who gives hope and comfort to some who only hope for hope. Really interesting post!Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16917139752555698353noreply@blogger.com