I hear his laugh.....again  

rm_gatttorbait 57M
1033 posts
7/11/2005 11:59 am

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I hear his laugh.....again

It may be a strange feeling for some of you ...but for me it's comforting.

I have read and seen...at least in the media.. the documented stories of other's encounters with their loved ones after their loved ones have passed on.... and this was before my first experience with such an encounter. For those of you that read my "blogs"....I will try to allow you a glimpse into the very real aspect of these types of encounters in my life.

These "contacts" seem to happen whenever they do... and they give me comfort somehow.

My first experience of this type of contact.. happened within hours of Nick's death.

In the early hours of the 11th of November..I was laying in bed trying not to think at all... when I sat straight up...

I had no idea why.. but I felt a strange need to be up...... a feeling as if I had missed something..or was about to miss something... so I turned the TV on. It was 2:30 in the morning.. the only thing that would be on at this time in the morning was the local news.. .and I already knew the story that the news channels were covering...so I turned it off... at the same instant my cell phone rang...

The sound of the ring was familiar.... with all the new technology available.. I had set the ringer to a special ring so that when my son would call me from the home phone I would know who was calling me...and it was the only number with that special ring. I looked at my phone for what seemed like an eternity...not knowing who or why my home phone would be calling my cell phone... while I was at home... and the only other people that would be calling from this phone were asleep.

When I finally had the courage to pick up the phone..I looked at the caller ID... it wasn't my home phone number at all... it was another cell number... and one that I didn't even recognize.

Now ..if you have read my first blog...I related the fact that Robby... was my friend and pool shooting partner... he was also with me at the time of Nick's death.... he apparently had recently bought a cell phone ...and was in the process of turning his pager off. He had only given the pager number to his wife..his sister...and his mom. I didn't know he even had a cell phone.... nor did I know the number.... and ...when I finally did answer my phone....it was Rob on the other end...

He says... "hey Mark...my pager just went off... and thought you might need a friend to talk to.. so I called you right back....are you ok? ...."

Well folks....let me tell you....not only did I not have his cell number... but I had no clue that he had a pager as well!...and I didn't know that number either!....

Anyway..I said "Rob.....I never paged you...I didn't even know you had a pager".... and we both went silent for a moment... Then he says " well.. my wife and I are sitting right here in the living room... my pager's on the table in front of me...and it just went off... with your number on the screen....."

It was then that what was going on here.. really hit both of us. The fact that my number could and did.. show up on his pager...a pager ..I might add ..that only three people knew the number to!...and two of them were looking right at it when it went off! Not only that ..but the ring really got me. I had that ring set for a specific tone..to match a specific number!.... How could it have rang with someone else's number?.... And how did my number show up on a pager that I didn't even know the number to?

we spoke about this for over two hours..and we both decided that it was a good thing. It has always made me wonder if Nick was just letting me know somehow that he was fine...that I would be ok as well... and that he would make sure that I was ok. I often hear his voice calling my name as well as his laughter ringing in my ears.

It is at these moments that I hear him say..."it's ok dad...you're doing just fine"..and then the laugh...so unique to him.


Midnight33592 56M

7/12/2005 2:06 am

Gatttor, truly an inspiring story. My mother was very close to her mother, my grandmother. When my grandmother died, she was so upset she did not sleep hardly at all. One night my grandmother came to me in a dream, I was also close to her, and she sat with me and we talked, the whole thing had an air of peace about it. I told my mom about the dream and all the details and she slept that night for the first time in months. She felt her mom was alright and it was a real comfort to her.

LovableEclectic 59F

7/12/2005 9:34 am

This brought tears to my eyes. I have experienced something similar. I am not at a point, yet, where I feel comfortable posting it - but I would like to talk with you about it. Again, thank you.

wife4stranger 57F

8/23/2005 9:12 pm

I just finished reading all of your blogs for the first time. As any person with a beating heart would, I have had tears rolling the entire time.
I feel honored to 'know' you through this medium.
This story really touched me. I do believe your son was reaching out to touch you that morning. I KNOW that our loved ones are there and when we least realize we need that gentle tap that says "hey, I'm still here" it comes along. Afterward we recognize the fact they knew our needs better than we did ourself.
I thank you for allowing us the priveledge of sharing your life, loss, and love with you.

rm_reisaree 42F
611 posts
9/5/2005 7:00 pm

When Daddy died. 2 things happened. First The day he died my mother was lying in their bed in such sorrow.. when I checked on her she had an expression on her face I didn't recognize... She said that Daddy's spirit had just washed over her.. HUH? She was lying there when she saw at the foot of the bed a warm glowing light that slowly went through her as it passed through her feet towards her head,
Second. A few days later(we stayed with her everyday and nite for 2 weeks after he died) trying to leviate some sorrow.. as my Daddy loved to have company we had a couple friends bring their kids over to swim in Momma's pool. I spent most of the evening in the house with Momma, which is where I was when Casey ran in and told me and MOmma to hurry and come look. There as close as 5 foot is a bird. I honestly to this day haven't a clue what kind of bird this was, looked like some sort of pigeon but its beak was all bumpy and weird looking.. and it was the coloring of a dove.. but the bird just stood there and stared at us all staring at him..Remind ya that there are 3 kids running around the pool area, and my son has had time to run in and get me and my mom to see this bird. And it still sits.Momma took a step forward and put her hand over her mouth. She was thinking what I was thinking.. Daddy came back to say goodbye. I stepped behind her and put my arms around her waist and my chin on her shoulder and stood and watched this bird for what seemed like forever..He didn't leave. I told Momma to come on back in the house. Of course she didn't want to...so I took a couple of steps towards the bird and it didn't move. Momma said oh it is fake. No its not.. I reached down to try and touch it and thats when it finally flew ... just over to the window ledge and kept watching us. Its strange.. but yet I have no doubt that somehow this was Daddy.. coming back to say bye or to check on us... whatever the reason I am glad I was there that night.

TB49er 40F

9/13/2005 10:53 am

Well I must say i have never even thought you had a side like this. It's nice to see. Under it all the funny man is human like all of us. You were so lucky to have the time with Nick that you did and I know nothing can take the pain away, but you are a wonderful person who has lived life and has so much to offer others. My kids are my life and I don't know how I could go on with loosing one of them. You are a strong person whose words touch so many lives. Thank you for being you.

luvtongue2005 64F
1684 posts
10/10/2006 10:50 am

Gator, know the other conversations we're having on the board....about spirits.........we are comprised of energy, so how does a spirit communicate with us?

Again.......energy.....electrical energy.

My sister used to love the song, "You are the wind beneath my wings"....after she died, I frequently had the urge to turn on the radio, or switch stations just as that song came on.......a fluke? I don't think so.



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