Comments on: When you get close … http://lifeomike.org/2008/06/28/when-you-get-close/ Health Care For All Mon, 26 Apr 2010 18:15:21 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: jetodd18 http://lifeomike.org/2008/06/28/when-you-get-close/comment-page-1/#comment-33 jetodd18 Mon, 30 Jun 2008 05:16:16 +0000 http://lifeomike.org/?p=144#comment-33 I haven't had a dream about Mike, but I think he visited me. Last month I was having a rough night, couldn't sleep and so I went into my office and printed off resumes. that night I had two working lamps. I went to bed, I prayed to God and then I asked Mike if he was okay and if he was at peace. The next night I go into my office, I flick on the light and only one lamp is working. So, I'm thinking that maybe my cat at wriggled the plug loose or the lightbulb burst. But I go over to my lamp and there is no lightbulb! So, I called my mom who had been at the house earlier that day. She balked "Why would I take your lightbulb??" She asked my sister and her boyfriend if they had taken it, and they said no. I called my father, who was in Canada and would have in no way taken my lightbulb, and he too had not taken my lightbulb. Why would Mike take my lightbulb? Besides to make me sound crazy to everyone who passes by...When we all lived in Savannah I had him come over and change my lightbulbs in my ceilings lamps because I hated getting on ladders and he could reach them better than I could. I've asked for the lightbulb back. But I haven't had it returned. I haven’t had a dream about Mike, but I think he visited me. Last month I was having a rough night, couldn’t sleep and so I went into my office and printed off resumes. that night I had two working lamps. I went to bed, I prayed to God and then I asked Mike if he was okay and if he was at peace. The next night I go into my office, I flick on the light and only one lamp is working. So, I’m thinking that maybe my cat at wriggled the plug loose or the lightbulb burst. But I go over to my lamp and there is no lightbulb! So, I called my mom who had been at the house earlier that day. She balked “Why would I take your lightbulb??” She asked my sister and her boyfriend if they had taken it, and they said no. I called my father, who was in Canada and would have in no way taken my lightbulb, and he too had not taken my lightbulb.

Why would Mike take my lightbulb? Besides to make me sound crazy to everyone who passes by…When we all lived in Savannah I had him come over and change my lightbulbs in my ceilings lamps because I hated getting on ladders and he could reach them better than I could. I’ve asked for the lightbulb back. But I haven’t had it returned.

]]> By: shannonf http://lifeomike.org/2008/06/28/when-you-get-close/comment-page-1/#comment-32 shannonf Mon, 30 Jun 2008 03:02:37 +0000 http://lifeomike.org/?p=144#comment-32 I have to say, even though I never had a chance to "see" my mother again after she left us, it gave me a lot of peace to know that she visited my Auntie Leslie. It made it easier for me knowing that she was okay and in a good place. When Leslie told me that she had "seen" Mike, I had that same burst of peaceful feeling. I'm glad she was able to see and talk to him... I know she needed it. I still get sad and teary thinking of my Mom and of Mike, but just knowing that they're all right and keeping an eye on things helps me to get through the tough patches. Belief can be powerful. I have to say, even though I never had a chance to “see” my mother again after she left us, it gave me a lot of peace to know that she visited my Auntie Leslie. It made it easier for me knowing that she was okay and in a good place. When Leslie told me that she had “seen” Mike, I had that same burst of peaceful feeling. I’m glad she was able to see and talk to him… I know she needed it. I still get sad and teary thinking of my Mom and of Mike, but just knowing that they’re all right and keeping an eye on things helps me to get through the tough patches. Belief can be powerful.

]]> By: Janet http://lifeomike.org/2008/06/28/when-you-get-close/comment-page-1/#comment-31 Janet Sun, 29 Jun 2008 13:37:17 +0000 http://lifeomike.org/?p=144#comment-31 When Mike went to live at your house, I stopped worrying about him. Even though we all knew he was going to die any day, I knew he would be ok. Mike was at peace and handling the situation better than all of us. I was far more worried about everyone he was going to leave behind. He was the one losing his life, but he was the one to comfort me and everyone else. I told him before he left for your house how upset I was over the things he's never had a chance to do. It just seemed so incredibly unfair. But Mike told me not to be upset over his loss. He wasn't. "I had a hell of a life. Sure there's things I would have liked to do. But I don't have any regrets," he told me. When I found out his death was imminent, I just looked at him and he said, "I had fun. Did you have fun?" And in that one moment, Mike turned my sadness into laughter. I had a dream about him almost a month ago. In the dream, he was still dead but he looked like he did before he was sick. I thought I was going crazy and asked people around me if they could see and hear him too. They looked at me like I had three heads and told me of course they could see him. I can't remember much else about the dream. I know that when I woke up, I just felt at peace. When Mike went to live at your house, I stopped worrying about him. Even though we all knew he was going to die any day, I knew he would be ok. Mike was at peace and handling the situation better than all of us. I was far more worried about everyone he was going to leave behind. He was the one losing his life, but he was the one to comfort me and everyone else. I told him before he left for your house how upset I was over the things he’s never had a chance to do. It just seemed so incredibly unfair.

But Mike told me not to be upset over his loss. He wasn’t. “I had a hell of a life. Sure there’s things I would have liked to do. But I don’t have any regrets,” he told me. When I found out his death was imminent, I just looked at him and he said, “I had fun. Did you have fun?” And in that one moment, Mike turned my sadness into laughter.

I had a dream about him almost a month ago. In the dream, he was still dead but he looked like he did before he was sick. I thought I was going crazy and asked people around me if they could see and hear him too. They looked at me like I had three heads and told me of course they could see him. I can’t remember much else about the dream. I know that when I woke up, I just felt at peace.

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