Close your eyes

It was a Friday afternoon and I was invited out to dinner,I found out 2 weeks previous to that I was 8 weeks pregnant with my second baby who is now almost 14 years old.
I was living in Cyprus at the time.That day I really didn't want to go out but nor did I want to refuse and maybe offend.
Around 5pm I left my home and started driving to my friends house.
As I was driving on a long straight road with very low dips a car came speeding up out of the dip on my side of the road ,as I was trying to slow down, their car was coming at me faster, not being able to filter back into their line of traffic due to numerous cars they kept coming at me.
Bang !! It all happened so fast, people stared to gather around my car asking me was I ok?

I was in total shock with what just happened ,I tried to get out of my seat but realised I was trapped and was advised to sit as still  until the Ambulance arrived. Then the terrible pain hit me ,I was in agony !!
Praying for someone to help me cope with this terrible pain and save my unborn child,as I was looking out the windscreen window I saw a very bright light at first I though it was a glare from another car, but the light began to get closer and closer so close I had to close my eyes from the brightness. I felt a wonderful presence of comfort and the pain seemed to just disappear. I didn't want what ever it was to leave me.
I could still hear the panic and people shouting, but it seemed to be in a distance.

I was told to keep my eyes closed and that everything would be ok and I was to pray to Saint Gerard Majella, I just know that it was an Angel telling me this and easing my pain I didn't have to ask was it was an Angel? the thought was put into my mind.
When the fire services and ambulance arrived the Angel remained with me right up to the minute I was freed from the car,then that terrible pain hit me once again.

As my  injuries was to serious  to travel by ambulance and the complication of me being pregnant I was airlifted to a hospital and while I was in the Helicopter I remembered what I was told to do and started to pray to St Gerard Majella asking that my unborn baby would be ok and that I would too.

When I was over my injuries and had my baby son , I wanted to know who St Gerard Majella was and why I was to pray to him.
I found out he was the Patron Saint of mothers and mothers to be and decided to give my son his name Gerard
as his second name.
I will never forget the day I saw this Amazing light  and the healing presence I felt, it is undescribable and a beautiful experience .

No House For Rent.

I woke from a dream one morning,the image of a young guy and a house wouldn't leave my mind,I didn't know who he was nor did I know what he wanted.But it all became clearer as the day went on.

My sister called me that morning telling me she was to view a house for rent that afternoon and would I come with her,She was heavily pregnant with her first baby.

I called around to her house about an hour before we were due to go do the viewing, had a coffee and a chat as sisters do,I wasn't exactly sure where the property was as we both weren't long living in the Town, so suggested she give the man a call and find out exactly where the house was.

I drove to the address the man gave us but couldn't find the house, driving around the same street three more times, we were both starting to get a bit frustrated,my sister decided to call the man again telling him we were parked on the street he gave us directions to but couldn't find the house.

A young guy answered the phone and she asked to speak to the man who was renting the house, he told her there was no house for rent ? thinking she got the wrong number she dialled the man's number again, the same young man answered with the same reply there is no house for rent !by this stage we were both very confused and had enough.I then called the number and the man answered I explained to him where we were and that we couldn't find the house and asked was the house still for rent?He said of course it was and that he would come out of the house to see where we were parked.

 Walking over to my car he introduced himself, my sister asked him was he sure the house was for rent? with a puzzled look on his face he said it definitely was and did we want to view it?

I decided I would sit in the car, my mood wasn't the best after all the confusion and  the search for the house.

I sat there watching as my sister and the man walked up the steps and in the front door closing it behind them.

Suddenly a terrible feeling of panic came over me when my Guide said get her out !! , I jumped out of the car and ran as fast as my legs could move up the steps. trying to open the door I realised it was locked.

Banging as loud as I could and shouting my sisters name I decided to look in the side of the door where the glass was, peering through I noticed it was almost identical to the house in my dream and as I looked up the stairs I saw a young man standing half way down on the steps.

My sister came running down the stairs and bolted out the front door, she was clearly distressed, without any explanation to the man she said to me Get ME Out Of Here !!.

To say the man looked confused would be an understatement, he must have thought we were both escaped from an asylum.

I drove back to my home and made us both a coffee, when my sister calmed down, she said she felt a terrible feeling of doom in the house and a feeling to get out as fast as she could,I told her my feelings and the message I got, later on we both had a little giggle about what the man must have thought of the whole thing and us.

I decided to call the man and apologise, blaming it on my sister' being pregnant, raging hormones and her unusual behaviour,

While we were chatting I mentioned about the young guy who answered the phone saying the house wasn't for rent and maybe he just keep an eye on him answering to potential tenants.
The man snapped at me saying what are you talking about? that he was the only person in the house and no one else uses his mobile phone,I asked him who the young guy was standing on the stairs while my sister was viewing the up-stairs?Then there was complete silence, I thought he hung up on me, he mumbled something and I asked him to repeat what he said ?He said there was an old lady passed there, I said that I knew there was also a young guy whom passed  and would he please be honest with me,Fortunately he admitted that there was a young guy living there whom passed but not in the house and that he found it hard to rent even though he renovated it and spent a lot of money in doing so.
I thanked him for being so honest and apologised again, wishing him well in finding a tenant.

Hello Love

I moved to London when I was 17 Years old , shared a house with my two cousins. My room was on the third floor overlooking the front Garden.I soon started working in a  ladies clothes shop not far from where I lived.

One Sunday afternoon we planned to go out for the day,The weather was beautiful hot and sunny.
We were all set to head out and I remembered I left something in my room , I told the others I would catch up with them if they wanted to start walking.

I ran back up the stairs and into my room grabbing my Purse, on the way back down an elderly Gentleman passed by me on the second flight of stairs.,I didn't recall ever seeing him before.
He said hello love, I smiled and  nodded a hi not taking much notice as I wanted to catch up with the others.
Then a thought ran passed my mind as I was about to go down the last flight of stairs.
Looking back up to the Gentleman I asked him if I could help him? He stood there smiling and replied No love I'm just fine, just having a walk.!!
I thought it a very strange thing to say and told him that the rooms on the third floor were where I and my two cousins lived , knowing that he wouldn't be there to visit any of us.

As I was about to continue back down the stairs I looked through the banister where he was standing I could not believe what I was seeing. There was a white mist where his legs should have been I thought I must be seeing things and looked away and back to the same area again, it was still there and the Gentleman was just smiling and said don't worry love. I was glued to the spot in disbelief .

The front door opening brought me back to my senses I jumped from the top of the stairs to the bottom in panic and landed on my knees. The landlord just walked in and said slow down or you will break you neck, you look like you saw a ghost!!

I wasn't sure if I should tell him what I just saw for fear of him thinking I was on drugs or even worse that I was insane.
So I decided to say that there was an old Gentleman up on the third floor and I wasn't sure what he wanted . The landlord asked me what did he look like and I gave him the description, he was about 70 something years of age, with white brushed back hair,well dressed and tanned skin.
The landlord started laughing at me and said, sounds like the owner of this place who died a few years ago.
I didn't comment but I knew he wasn't taking me seriously so said no more and made my way out the front door.

When I got outside one of my cousins was sitting on the garden wall waiting for me. I asked her did she see the old Gentleman who went in some minutes before the Landlord, she replied no one went into the house nor came out , The landlord was the only one to go in. I just left it at that and said no more I knew then it was a Spirit person I saw.

The Black Leather Gloves.

I was 4 years old and my parents were going out for the evening. My aunt was coming to babysit me and my baby brother. I was so excited as she always played dolly games with me and let me stay up a bit later then my parents allowed.

My aunt arrived with her friend and my parents left soon after.I sat for a while playing with my toys and watching my aunt and her friend applying make-up and getting  their clothes ready, they both were going to a nite-club when my parents got home.

As they was busy doing each others hair I was told to sit quietly and watch TV, looking at the TV screen out of the corner of my eye I saw the door starting to open I thought my parents were home and I jumped off the sofa and went towards the door, as I got closer a hand came around the inside wearing a black leather glove and I loudly asked who are you to the lady standing there. My aunt asked me what I was doing , I replied asking the lady who is she? The look of horror that came over my aunts face I can still remember to this present day.
I was told that on one was there and that I was to stop scaring her or I would have to go to bed.

When I looked back towards where the lady was standing she had gone. My aunt told me to put my coat and shoes on,she was in a panic getting my baby brother sorted putting him in his pram. I did not know what was happening and asked where are we going? she told me we had to go to the neighbours house until my parents got home.

It seemed like waiting forever that night,but I enjoyed being at my neighbours all the same as I was allowed to play with their toys. When my parents finally arrived, we went back to our home, and they sat me down and asked me why I made up such a story? It wasn't a story I replied, there was a lady with black leather gloves and my aunt must have seen her too? My mother hated stories like this and she told me I had a great imagination and that it had to stop.

The next morning My mother told me that a priest was going to call and ask me some questions and bless the house , I didn't understand but I accepted it all the same. He arrived later that day and asked me about the lady I saw and that if I was telling lies? My reply to that was no it is not lies and why would I lie? He said no more and told me I wasn't to be scared even If others acted in this way, that sometimes God gives us gifts and other might not understand.

Being only 4 years old I didn't think any more about it and went off back playing with my toys while my mother spoke with the priest.
It wasn't until many years later when I was in my 20's after my father was taken into hospital after suffering a heart attack I found out who this lady was. While I was visiting him one day he mentioned the time when I saw the lady with the black leather gloves.I recalled that night and he told me the lady was my grandmother and she was buried wearing them. He said he didn't want to encourage me and that he knew stories like this frightened my mother.

Don't tell lies.

One summer's afternoon when I was 10 yrs old , I was playing with some friends a game of chase and capture.  My could hear my mother calling me for my evening meal . I crossed the busy road and started walking down my street , One of my neighbours was standing at her front door and called my name I pretended not to hear her as she had so many cats living with her and I was scared of them, she continued to call me getting louder and louder so I thought I better find out what she wanted .

I walked back to her staying outside her garden wall and she said will you run over to the shop for me. I did'nt want to go to the shop as I was thinking I will miss precious playing time if I did and time was against me, so I told her I cant as my mother will be annoyed if I didn't get home as soon as possible .
I ran home and as I ran in to my house I decided to tell my mother that I was asked to go to the shop of the lady up the street who's name was May .

My mother got so angry with me and said stop telling lies ,I insisted she did ask me to go to the shop and the more I insisted the angrier my mother got , she said why do you tell such lies .with that she dragged me back outside the house and made me walk up the street with her I thought it was to ask May if she asked me to go to the shop. As we got to her garden wall my mother said look . look at the door,My mother said she could not have asked you to she is dead and at this minute she is laid out in the church for her funeral tomorrow.
I still insisted she did ask, but thought it better to just agree with my mother or she would stop me going back out to play as a punishment.

No more was said about this , but I often thought about that day and wondered how did I see a person who was dead.