I can barely wait to get this typed and tell you of the most incredible experience of my life! It happened early this morning about 2:00 AM. Twenty-five days after my husband, Mike, passed-away.
I tossed and turned for a couple of hours — just couldn’t sleep. I noticed that light spilled out into the hall from my sister’s room. So she was awake too.
I slipped from my bed and made a bathroom run. Once back in my bed, I rolled onto my right side and closed my eyes. Okay, Susanne, you need to get some sleep, I told myself.
I stiffened as I felt tracks across the bottom of my bed — like you would feel if a big cat or your dog walked beneath you feet, across the bed. I have no animals, though.
I realized it was a spirit and I was a little uneasy. I wanted to speak out loud but decided against it, because I didn’t want my sister, in the next room, to hear me and think I had lost my mind.
So I simply thought in my mind, “Mike is that you?” The stepping moved up alongside my back. “Mike, if it is you, please tap me twice on the butt.” Two incredible thumbs patted the top of my hip as I lie there on my side. The thumps were accompanied by a strong, tingling shock. It didn’t hurt, but like an electrical shock.
I began to weep and told him over and over, “I love you, I love you, I love you so much!”
“Mike, tap me twice more if the answer is yes. Are you happy, Mike?”
Two more taps with electrical shocks which were even stronger and traveled through the top quarter, in depth, of my body. Then he patted me from my hip, up along my side and I felt that same electric shock with every pat.
I was completely taken over with weeping. Finally, realizing that the spirits never stay long, I asked, “Mike are you still here?”
He had departed, leaving me with the greatest gift a wife could ever ask for. I thanked him and told him I loved him, yet again.
I called my sister to my bedside, had her lie down with me, and told her of my miraculous visit.
Folks, they say he died. But believe me, he is not dead! And he is happy!