Spirits Stopping By

My dear friend Peter lost his long time friend and partner a week ago in a car accident.  It was another lesson in worrying too much about the future.

Isak Dinesen in her book, Out of Africa, wrote….God made the earth round so we couldn’t see too far ahead. In this case, it’s certainly true.

Three weeks ago Peter had to drive Isaac to the ER because of pain totally unrelated to his fatal accident. He only allowed them minimum care because he was without health insurance. He made too much money to qualify for Obamacare, and it was cheaper just to pay the fine for going without, than actually having it. Let’s thank Barack for all that fine tuning, shall we?

We were all concerned Isaac left the hospital one could say, only half taken care of.

Cut to…driving on a freeway suddenly losing control of his car due to a blown tire…boom…he’s gone before you could say…there’s been a crash on Route 66…

10-4.

Peter, who’s been criminally stoic, said many of Isaac’s friends claim he’s visited them since his sudden exit.

I know that may sound too woo woo to some, but from what I’ve come to believe, it’s a common occurrence when someone leaves abruptly or before we feel, was his time.

When Bill Hicks passed in 1994…the day after while I tried unsuccessfully to sleep, I turned over and there he was, asleep next to me. I jumped, causing him to vanish. After a long, paranormal search I learned, a spirit passing through will take flight if fear is present.

A year later almost to the day, he came again. I felt someone sit at the foot of my bed. This time I didn’t jump, just sat quietly with my heart pounding. It was dark so I didn’t see his face, but knew who it was…I smelled his aftershave. After a minute or two, I watched the bed return to normal while a chill swept the room.

My friends Nancy and Stan also say, at the bedside of loved ones, they actually felt their souls pass through their own bodies on their way into the good night. It was Nancy’s mother and Stan’s best friend, and both of them related the same exact experience not ever knowing one another.

It’s safe to say, life and death travel side by side almost like extended family never knowing when one will visit the other.

For those skeptics out there, souls do make stop-offs before continuing… straight on till morning, to quote Peter Pan.

Issac is no exception.

I just wish he had the wherewithal to stop to say good-bye to Peter who, despite his fortitude, is hurting.

So Isaac, whoever you’re visiting, maybe you can pass by the house to bid farewell to Peter and Cooper your beloved dog, who loved you, for so many years, no matter what…

On behalf of the two of them…

Goodnight sweet Prince…and flights of angels sing you to your rest.

SB

 

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About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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18 Responses to Spirits Stopping By

  1. No one ever really dies as long as they took the time to leave us with fond memories. ~Chris Sorensen
    Beautifully written. Thank you.

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  2. katecrimmins says:

    What a sad story. When my father passed (I was too young to remember much but my Mom told me) he would appear to her. She grieved for a long, long time and he thought it was too long and told her so. She never did find another love even though she was 45 when he died.

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  3. MJ says:

    My condolences to Peter, and to everyone who’s feeling the shock and pain of Isaac’s loss. I know, too, that the dead do make their presence felt. After my grandfather died, my grandmother had bedtime experiences similar to yours. She would feel the mattress tilt down, as if someone were sitting on it, and then the weight of a figure lying beside her. She knew it was my grandfather, but much as she loved him, she found it more unnerving than comforting, and told him so. My grandfather was a whimsical, playful sort, who’d loved teasing my no-nonsense grandmother in life, so he wasn’t easily discouraged. After a few sleepless nights, though, she’d had enough, and said “Nick, if don’t you stop this, I’ll sell the house!” And so ended my grandfather’s visits.

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  4. Patricia says:

    My mother said her mother would sometimes come to her when she was very troubled or sad. I am not sure what I think about these accounts…are they real or imagination. Probably doesn’t matter as long as they bring comfort or help to someone.

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  5. My condolences to Peter and Cooper. I certainly hope that Isaac shows up for a farewell visit to them both.
    I’m a total believer in this world. I recently went for a “reading” and as we were sitting there the psychic said “oh, here comes someone! All I can say is he has a huge personality, oh…he is really something else.” I just said “Hi Dad”

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    • You always make me laugh Top…not easy at 5 a.m. Seems Isaac had 2 Starbucks cards in his wallet, so Peter’s sending me one…he burst into tears, he said, reading my recap while he was at work. Didn’t really want that, but…I’m sure lots of things are making him cry. I’ve been there so I know…waterworks non-stop…like you’re a one man sprinkler system.

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