I Couldn't Cross

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It was the morning of June 22, 2008 about 7:30 a.m. When I woke up in bed I started to cough and felt a sharp pain in my chest. I thought that I had pulled a muscle. I went to the bathroom and the pain became sharper and more intense, and it was then that I knew something was wrong. My partner was downstairs making coffee when I called for him to come up as I thought that I was having a heart attack. His Spanish was limited and he could not phone the ambulance. He called a friend who also had limited Spanish so he called another person who could speak Spanish and managed to get an ambulance to the house. I was very scared and thought that I was going to die. The pain was intense and the time lapse was more than it should be to get to the hospital. I was rushed to the town hospital and entered into emergency where doctors and nurses worked on me, injecting needles. I was still in extreme pain. I was then taken to another room. It was in this room that the NDE happened.

Somehow there was no one in the room, and I stood there looking at myself in the bed. It looked like I was sleeping peacefully. The feeling I experienced was so nice and peaceful, without a problem in the world. Everything was so perfect.

In the room to my left, where I couldn't cross, I saw my deceased parents, family members, and friends who had crossed over. I was so happy to see them and to be there. Without a word, they were pointing back to my body. I knew what they meant. I was to return, and although I didn't want to go I went back.

In a few minutes people came into my room to tell me that I had just suffered a heart attack. I was calm and said, I know. I glowed and was so in peace and relaxed; it's hard to explain.

Since this experience, I no longer fear death and life has more meaning to me now, especially friends and people in need. I wondered why they wanted me to return, I must have something else to do on this earth. Talking about this experience to people brought a lot of different replies, but what I have experienced no one can take away.

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