There is an after

After my heart stopped beating, and I was in a coma, I had many different experiences in my mind. I had many dreams that became my reality. For a long time I could not distinguish what was not real and what was real. 4 months I had to ask my husband if this happened or if it was in my mind. One of these strange things that happened, I am sure was real. I was in the ICU. However it was like a tent as if I was in the Civil War in a civil war Hospital. It was white. The top and the sides of the room were white like white sheets. I was in there lying in my hospital bed, when very strange things began to happen. For one, the doctor is taking care of me we’re not doctors that I had ever seen. None of them seemed concerned with me or anything that I tried to other to them. They were very focused on keeping me alive. There was a priest in the room. He was reading me my last rights. He had a son duras blooming voiced that no matter how hard you try not to listen, his words resounded in your head. I wanted to scream at him that I was still alive. But I was not ready to die. I did not know that my heart had stopped being and technically I was already dead. He ignored my looks of Wonder and continued to spell off his rhetoric. I realize now that this was not a real place. Although I did struggle with my husband in telling him it was so real. The priest had no legs. He was simply a torso and the head hovering high above me while he recited his rhetoric. My husband told me to listen to what I was saying and it would tell me that it was not real. After my heart. Feeding, and I was in a coma, I had many different experiences in my mind. I had many dream that became my reality. For a long time I could not distinguished what was not real and what was real. 4 months I had to ask my husband if this happened or if it was in my mind. One of these strange things that happened, I am sure was real. I was in the ICU. However it was like a tent as if I was in the Civil War in a civil war hospital. It was white. The top and the size of the room wear white like white sheet. I was in there laying in my hospital bed, when very strange things began to happen. For one, the doctor is taking care of me we’re not doctors that I had ever seen. None of them seems concerned with me or anything that I tried to other two them. They were very focused on keeping me alive. There was a priest in the room. He was reading me my last right. He had a thunder assuming boys that no matter how hard you try not to listen, his words resulted in your head. I wanted to scream at him that I was still alive. But I was not ready to die. I did not know that my heart has stopped being and technically I was already dead. She ignored my looks of Wonder and continued to spell off his Frederick. I realize now that this was not a real place. Although I did struggle with my husband in telling him it was so real. The priest had no legs. He was simply 8 or so and ahead hovering high above me while he recital his rhetoric. My husband told me to listen to what I was saying and it would tell me that it was not real. But he told me that he thought perhaps I was experience thing and after life experience. I believe that my husband was correct. This was a place that was not Earthly yet not in a place like heaven either. It was a strange experience in between Earth and somewheres else. I don’t know how to explain it otherwise. It was so real that I struggle with believing that this moment was in my head. I truly believe it was not. The doctors working on me, we’re not Earthly. I do not know if they were Angels or what they were but they were something. I had no heartbeat when I had this experience. I truly believe that it was after life. It was so surreal that I cannot forget it. I truly feel that this experience was to tell me that there is an afterlife. Something that I have struggled with for my entire life. Whether you believe it is just energy. Or Heaven or Hell. Or what you want to believe there is something greater than ourselves. It was very comforting to me. And now I am no longer afraid of death. For I have already died and I have come back. I know there is in the after. What it is I cannot tell you. I believe it is different for everyone. If I had been Jewish the priest probably would have been a rabbi. Whatever these strange unearthly doctors were, they were there to help me. It was not my time yet. And I came back. But I am left with the feeling that I almost Miss. I miss being in the after. But I have so much in this life to look forward to. And my daughter is only 8 years old. She needs a mother. So I came back. And I believe it is my duty to share with others my experience. Take from it what you want. For me it was a blessing and comfort. I believe that my husband was correct. This was a place that was not earthly yet not in a place to like heaven either. It was a strange experience in between Earth and somewheres out. I don’t know how to explain it otherwise. It was so real that I struggle with believing that this moment was in my head. I truly believe it was not. The doctors working on me, we’re not asleep. I do not know if they were angels or what they were but they were something. I had no heartbeat when I had this experience. I truly believe that it was after life. It was so surreal that I cannot forget it. I truly feel that this experience was to tell me that there is an after life. Something that I have struggled with for my entire life. Whether you believe it is just energy. Or heaven or hell. Or what you want to believe there is something graders than ourself. It was very comforting to me. And now I am no longer afraid of death. For I have already died and I have come back. I know there is an after. What it is I cannot tell you. I believe it is different for everyone. If I had been Jewish the priest probably would have been a rabbi. Whatever’s these strange on earthly doctors work, they were there to help me. It was not my time yet. And I came back. But I am left with the feeling that I almost missed. I missed being in the after. But I have so much in this life to look forward to. And my daughter is only 8 years old. She needs a mother. So I came back. And I believe it is my duty to share with others my experience. Take from it what you want. For me it was a blessing and comforting. There is an after. Do not this may. There is something greater than your early body. I see that my blog is beginning to duplicate itself. Now back on this Earthly plane, I am left to deal with a voice application that constantly screws up. I apologize to you, my friends, I hope you did read this and you can see what I am trying to say even through the duplications. Hopefully someday I can type again. But until them I am left to be at the mercy of my voice application. I love you all and I hope that you can appreciate that death is nothing to fear. It is a comfortable place. It is not something we should fear. There is an after.

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