This page is in no way to enforce my beliefs on any one as we all know we
have a right to feel and believe what we want and what we are
comfortable with..........so if for any reason and/or at any time you feel not
comfortable with this subject please feel free to leave!!!!!!

All my life my family has been comfortable with the fact that the dead
can communicate with those they left behind it was sort of an unspoken
subject and when different things happened before or after a loved one
passed over we never made a big deal about the happenings around us.
A lot of times it was accepted as  a common event and sometimes with
humor.......

That is why I feel this page is so important  especially for parents who
have lost a child, I feel we need to know our children are safe and fine
and that because they are not here in the flesh they are definitely here in spirit.

Alot of different things have occurred right after Gene was killed and
continue to this day........He has come to me more times than I can count
and always when I really needed him!!!!  He has comforted me when my
Mom died 6 months after he did....... and now that my husband age 57 has
been deemed "Terminal" he has reassured me that he will take care of
his Dad and help him to cross over when the time is at hand. He came to
me in November 1987 and told me about the impending death of his 21
month niece Megan who was diagnosed with ALS.... he asked me to give
"MEG" her Christmas Presents early because she would not be here for
Christmas......that he and his Grandmother we coming to get her of course
I met this revelation with much resistance because Meg was doing fine
and a happy baby girl in spite of her disease....the night Gene came to tell
me this my son Derek was in bed but heard us talking and recognized his
brothers voice and tried to join us.  At first he thought I was losing my
mind when he asked me who I was talking to and said Gene. He  laid in
bed for a few minutes and then realized that he heard his brothers voice
and wanted to talk to him too. But by then Gene had delivered his
message and suddenly like a vapor was gone.  It was 4am and as I told
Derek what Gene said he and I both decided to call my Sister Joanne and
tell he what just happened after telling her this she suggested we get
ready and come to her home as soon as we can...which we did and later
that night we all my sisters, son and nieces, nephews went to my brother
Jim's to give my gifts to Meg...at the time we all decided not to tell Jim
or my Sister-in- Law Anne what happened {I did finally about 4 years
later}. Oh God, Meg was so excited 'cause she had got the Big Bird toy
she had really wanted.. and as I went back home I felt sort of silly or
crazy .....did I imagine this ? did I overreact ? was I wrong to to do this ?
and most of all  I knew this was not a dream......I knew it happened but as
the days passed Meg was doing real great and seemed to be a bit
healthier {if that is possible with that disease}......Then on December 20 I
got a phone call that Meg was in the Hospital .......for diagnostic purposes
and should be home before Christmas eve.......well if you have not already
guessed. My precious Megan Marie went to be with the Lord on
December 23rd on her Moms birthday at the tender age of 21 months
old and not because of ALS but testing.

My friends this is one of many stories that I have to share, but please keep an open mind as I go forth and give you more stories on my visits with Gene, my Mom, and even Meg herself.