Remembering

I was remembering the time we went to the medium just a while ago, and I may have mentioned going to her in previous posts. But tonight, as always, I was on a search for some books that may help my husband, Tony. 

He doesn't seem to remember a lot of what was said during those sessions, and I have been trying to get him to listen to the recordings for some time. There just hasn't been the right time yet. Not because he doesn't want to hear them, (or maybe he just isn't ready to). 

Anyways, as I was looking at all these books out there, (and let me tell you there are a lot!) I remembered something that was told to us, during our very first reading. The first thing, or actually person who came through was a male, about the age of thirty, and right away, my husband was in doubt mode. After all, we had lost our daughter. 

I now believe that was one of two very, very dear people. I guess I will find out which one, when it is my time.

But when Jennifer finally came in, she was asked by the medium why she didn't come in at first...Jennifer said she didn't want us to be mad at her! The other thing that has stuck in my head, was how she told us that when we were at the hospital, she had to "go back and get permission so she could be with us", there in that room her body was in. 

I am not telling you any of this to make believers out of you...I am just telling OUR story. 

But when I heard that, I was very thankful that she so still wanted to be with us, that she went and got, "special permission" to be with us at that terrible time. I don't know how long she stayed with us, I expect I will have the answer to that question when I see her again.  

But I guess to sum it all up...Jennifer was with us that night. And concerning just me, I believe.