Monday, April 15, 2019

UNEXPECTED HOUSEGUEST

     A few months back I shared with you a story about my first love entitled "Damaged Like Me". How alike we were and how damaged he was throughout his short life. Poor Eli was a lost soul up until his dying day.  God, I miss him. I have to tell you though some things that have been going on lately. I told you early on of my gift that I was given when I flatlined after going into anaphylactic shock. My gift of being able to connect with spirit. I don't talk about it much on here as you may have noticed because we all believe in different things. But with this, I had to make an exception.
      A couple months ago I was in my room working on my book when all of a sudden the feeling I know all too well came rushing over me. I kept my head down for a second and just listened. Sure enough, I heard my name being repeated over and over again when I was the only one present in the house. When I looked up I did expect to see spirit but definitely not someone I recognized. I was in shock when I looked and it was Eli standing there in the corner of my room. His face though was different than I had ever seen it before. It was empty. When he was alive Eli was the most confident person I knew, Even if it was fake. Like me, he was excellent at wearing a facade to fool the world. But now as I looked at him he looked like someone who had lost their best friend. When I asked him what was wrong he just stood there in silence the stared. I knew in my heart that it was hard enough for him to come to me but he knew I was the only one who could help him.
     The rest of the night there were no more words exchanged. I eventually fell asleep but woke frequently to his face still looking at mine. Never once though did I feel fear. It was Eli, he just looked different. The next day I debated whether to call his sister Amber. I knew that I was approaching the end of his part in my book and I would have to call her anyway to get permission to put it in there but didn't know whether to tell her of my visitor the night before. I wussed out and decided that I would message her on Facebook and email over Eli's part in my book. A short time later she ended up calling and we talked for a while. There were a few details that I wasn't aware of pertaining to his death so after thanking her I hung up and fixed what I had missed. even though I thought about it, I couldn't bring myself to tell her. I figured she already thought I was nuts and this would confirm it. Shortly after getting off the phone I all of the sudden got this unbelievably nervous feeling. I couldn't understand it. But I knew where it was coming from. Eli was back and this time he had something to say...till next time...
     

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