SURPRISING THOUGHTS:

My mother in law always told me there are two things she never wanted to discuss, and that was politics and religion.  So, I never discussed them, and instead let her call me ritually to complain about life, how no one cared, and how unhappy she was with her marriage.  Then one night, she started talking about her intent when she died, and I was like, "um, you aren't going to die, so please stop saying that."  She replied that she would die, made some simple requests to me for when she would be in the hospital, and then went on to discuss how she really felt there was such a thing in reincarnation.  I was really shocked, because she always thought the profession I chose to do was a little ungodlike, and yet her theory went with much of my personal belief system.  

She had shared this thought with no one but me, which shocked everyone when I outwardly pointed out that she did believe she would be reincarnated again.  This story I am about to share with you brought both tears to my eyes, and happiness all at the same time.

EVENTS PRECEDING HER DEATH:

My husband and I were notified that his mom was in a grave situation, and to this day, I believe she would still be here if it weren't for the quacks that took care of her.  She had been losing blood, and they didn't know where, and was getting transfusions every so many months, but to our knowledge, everything else was fine.  Well, she went to the hospital because her lower back and hips were hurting, and just because she was 68 years old, the doctor said it was her psyatic nerve (however you spell that), and gave her the shot that ended her life.  The needle was dirty that she had gotten the transfusion with, and she developed a nasty illness from a staff infection that went through her whole entire body.

She had a home health nurse that visited her regularly, who didn't seem to think it was important she was spiking fevers, and eventually not getting off her couch.  It turns out she was having several heartattacks while she was laying there, and by the time she got to the hospital, she was still talking, but not looking very good.

We stayed at her bedside all night long, and watched her having a hard time breathing, so the next day, the doctors put her into an induced coma...one she would never come out of.

The staff infection turned to gangreen, and also caused chaffing on her heart, and with as many strokes as she had while in the hospital, they said she was brain dead, and the decision was made to take her off the life support.

Even Through The Tears, My Mother-In-Law

Still Brought A Smile To My Face With Her Sad Death.

My Husband And I Sat Silently In The Waiting Room While This Event Took Place

I felt very guilty at the point of the life support being taken off.  I had made her a promise to tell her if she was dying, and I just never could do it, because I just didn't want her to.  I wanted her to call me up yelling every chance she could get, and to this day, I don't think she was brain dead, but I'll talk about that more later.

We had been going to the hospital every day for almost a whole month before she was being given her final ticket to heaven, and all during this time of running back and forth, up and down the elevators, spending long evenings and sitting with family members in lobbies, there was another woman who was fated to pass away on the same day.  We had spend many, many hours with the same family for weeks on end, and as my husband and I sat with tears in our eyes, the other family members were crying for their loved on too.

It was agonizing waiting to hear, with what my opinion was to see if she would be strong enough to survive without the life support.  Instead, she was injected with morphine, and every time she fought and her heartbeat went up, she got another dose.  Kind of like Jack Kovorkian in my opinion, and well, they prosecuted him.  I thought maybe she was really going to pull through, as it had been almost an hour since everyone went in to hold her hand, but I was wrong.

At about sixty minutes later, the door flung open, and her husband came out crying hard, along with the other family members who had said she had passed away now....But I already knew.

It was the moment that happened right before the announcement that I will never forget.  The other woman who was not fairing well also died at the exact moment that my mother-in-law did, and I knew that too.

I know you're saying, "Of course you knew, it was inevitable not to know what was happening."  But what I'm about to say to you is the true event that brought me inner peace, and made me feel so good inside.

Bells Start Chiming

At the hospital we had been visiting for so long, when a child is born, they send out a chiming sound through the whole hospital.  This is to signify the birth of a new child, and while I was waiting on the outcome of the situation, not only one chime went off, but two, signifying that twins had been born.  There was beautiful lullabyes being played, and I thought back to when me and 'mom' (as she liked to be called) had our discussion on her belief on reincarnation, and I just knew

that both 'mom' and this other woman had passed away.  At the exact moment, within seconds of the chimes going off, the door came open with the sobbing people who had seen their loved ones off to the next realm.

I know it may seem silly to some, but it really brought me great consolation to hear two births at the same time as two deaths.  It made me feel so peaceful inside that I had the roses I purchased for mom (as they were just freshly new, I tried everything to inspire) given to the mother of the twins with a note that just said congratulations, you have two very beautiful spirits born today.

As hard as it was to let her go, I also knew she wasn't really gone, and to this day I wonder what she thinks of her new little body that is now probably around three.  Both women who passed away are now most likely bonded together through the miracle of twins.  I just find it all so very ironic, and probably will always remember how the spirit had moved me at just the right moment.

Of course, I explained all of everything that happened by asking the other family members who had been in her room at the time of her passing if they heard the chimes, and none of them had, and I don't think none of them really understood the significance, but to me, I will never forget it.  Miracles really do happen in little ways...and my miracle helped me understand that life is never ending...just a circle of energy tranferred time and time again.

If something touched your heart in a time of grief, please feel free to respond, and every now and then, you may just get a special section devoted to just your story.