At the time I was a mother of twins, a boy and a girl aged four. I got terribly ill with pneumonia and was admitted to ICU. As my organs were beginning to fail, I was put on various antibiotic drips and after a few days picked up a super bug and progressively worsened. From day two forward I drifted in and out of a confused state. I was weak and very ill. On the eighth day they had no other option but to put me on a ventilator. At this time I don't recall what happened. However, the day before I woke up, I had a near-death experience.

I was in a very bright, white light place. There were angels who looked like people but not anyone I knew. They were down a tunnel. I was on one end and they were on the other. Someone was saying, come the fight will be over, come and you will feel better. The pull toward the "angels" was huge. It felt safe and secure. I walked a bit but below my children were looking up. They needed me. I told the angels I needed to stay with my children. They carried on saying come, come. It was exceptionally difficult to fight the urge to go. It was as if I would have been in utopia, but my children were where I could see them looking up at me.

The experience was peaceful and during the entire time I felt safe. I wanted to go about halfway down the tunnel. I looked down again and immediately turned around and walked back. I could hear them calling my name but it got quieter and quieter. Then I woke up, but I’m not sure how long it was after my experience. By the 13th day my condition had improved. I was able to recall my experience immediately. I knew I had chosen to stay with my children. I am now healthy and a mom to four beautiful children.