Skipping Up a Beautiful Path

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I was nine years old when I had my tonsils and adenoids removed in the doctor's office. I was then sent home. During the night I awoke and was lying in a warm pool. It was blood. I could not open eyes, but I heard them say, "She is going to die. She is hemorrhaging through her mouth and nose and we cannot pack both or she cannot breath." I don't know how much time went by, but I did have a beautiful experience. I was skipping up a beautiful path surrounded by flowers toward a big gate. I wanted to go in but a man's voice said, "Go back Mary Lou, go back. You are too young. If you come in you cannot go home." When I awoke everyone was crying.

During my childhood I had always thought it was a dream, but now I know it wasn't! I am curious now if children have difference experiences than adults.

Last Updated ( Saturday, 25 April 2009 11:47 )

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