I just had the most beautiful reading. And Sam was with her before we even started. It was my second reading.
Sheila is a Spiritual Minister and a healer. She is blessed by Spirit with a gift that can bring peace, love, and closure to those who need it the most. I don’t feel that it was an accident that our paths crossed five months ago. Sam’s girlfriend Cait had read with her. And in the middle of her reading, Sheila had suddenly asked ” are you still friends with his mom?” and before Cait could reply she said ” tell her I love her” and ” tell her I am so sorry”. She then went on to describe to Cait the photo I have of the two of them with their arms around each other that looked like it was on a mantlepiece. ( it sits on my piano) And she spoke of the small table I had set up with a few things of Sam’s and how I would sit in front of this table at night before bed and talk to my son. It was as if she was looking through a window into my home. I reached out to her shortly after that.
When I first met Sheila, two months after Sam’s passing, I didn’t tell her of my connection to Cait or how I had come across her as a Medium. But about ten minutes into my reading, she said ” wait…I recognize your son. Did I talk with his girlfriend recently?”
Today’s reading brought me so much happiness. When I raised my ” Gumby and Pokey” mug to take a sip of water she said ” I love your Gumby mug” and before I could reply she started smiling and as I said ” it’s a very special mug, she said that Sam was beaming and telling her ” I gave her that mug”. And it’s true. He did.
The hour and fifteen minutes that we spent over video chat were full of so many affirmations and messages from Sammy. It leaves no doubt in my heart that we all go on. Death is not the end. Our loved ones are with us: we are all connected. I do not doubt that Sam will be there when I close my eyes and take my last breath. He will be there for my parents who I feel will be crossing over very soon: their parents will be there too. Just as a side note: both sets of my grandparents visited me with Sam today through Sheila. I know that my son is surrounded by all the love and light that is who we are beyond these earthly bodies.
We spoke of Buddy ( Sam’s dog), and we spoke of my father, and music, and dreams, and family. We spoke of healing, and the love and pride he has for me.
I cried when our chat ended. But not so much out of sadness as these past few days have been; but more from the awe I felt knowing that he is here beside me. And he always is.
I feel blessed in life to have been a mother to the four best children any parent could have ever asked for. I wish all four were still here on this side of the veil. But I do feel blessed that although Sam has gone from this life: he is still my son and he guides me, protects me and loves from the other side.
There is no bond quite like the bond between mother and child. It starts long before a newborn infant takes their first breath and goes well beyond the last breath and heartbeat. Although a mother should never have to bury her child… the love survives. ❤️