Carolyn Tue Oct 25, 2011 12:13 am
This topic, I've tried to avoid for days, but I need to confront it. This coming Thursday (Oct. 27) marks one year since Adams wife passed away suddenly. She was only 48, died suddenly of an unforeseen heart problem, died in his arms without a minutes warning. I don't know what a person experiences when they die suddenly. But I know what happens to the one left behind. This last year has taken its toll on my partner. Losing a partner is debilitating. He's told me more than a few times that I saved his life, because I gave his life renewed purpose, and my presence reminds him that its not over, that love still exists, that you can still trust and rely on someone to help you through this physical plane of existence. No doubt our reuniting when we did, was divinely planned out, more than likely with his wife's help. I moved in with Adam in May. I've seen a few thinsg fly off of the wall or off counter tops. I'm OK with these kinds of things, I grew up in contact with spirits in my own house, Adam was privy to that too since he spent the better part of two years in my house, witnessing what I did first hand. There have been a few times that I've felt Cindy with us, either helping me help Adam go through some life challenge, or as he has grieved, or as I have connected with her from time to time, even down to physically feeling the death process she experienced. And let me tell you, even just a taste of it..... can be very scary. I've haain in my chest, shortness of breath, that feeling of an elephant sitting on my chest and even down to my stomach, a coldness in my chest and stomach, in the largest veins and arteries of my body, as she appears.... always on or near the 27th of every month.
There have been times that Adam has reached out to touch me as I drift off to sleep, simply because there have been times when I've drifted off in mid-sentence, so exhausted after a work day that sleep comes before I plan to "go" to sleep.
There have been times that I forget to take my blood pressure medicine, and he reminds me that I need to take them everyday, in his loving tone saying "you don't get a warning... there are no symptoms with high blood pressure." He knows, first hand.
Often I will wake up just slightly during the night, to find Adam with his fingers gently embracing my shoulder, or I find him sitting up in a chair, watching over me as I sleep. Both of us need the other during the night, if we have any hope for a nights rest without lucid dreams, sometimes nightmares.....lucid nightmares are awful. Its good to wake up and get the ground under my feet as I cast eyes on him, whether he is awake or not. He shares that sentiment.
I know Thursday will be a long day, sad day for the friend I dearly love. I'm there beside him for the long haul, and however long of a time he needs, he knows he has it. That promise I can sincerely give to Cindy. My heart beats for and with my life long friend. I've got eyes on him, arms around him, and wings would be too, if I had them, and I give him space when he needs that. Whatever happens, happens.