Last night was now the third time I had the same vision. I know that maybe it could be because of my unknown condition, but I know also that I have an ability and I don’t say that to separate me from others, but to just make sense of it, for you’re understanding.
I am always half aware of my surroundings. My eyes are partly open, but not enough to see anything, just enough to make out the noise of the hospital and the doctors and nurses talking over me.
I am out of it and don’t really know what’s going on, its like I’m drifting away into the dark of my eyes to a place of light. I can hear the doctors and nurses telling each other to hook me up to oxogen and they say something else but I never hear what it is and then there is a ding ding ding and they all swarm at me but I am not there anymore. I don’t know if I fell asleep or if I’m somewhere else.
It’s been a hard year for me and it’s slowly weighing on me more and more and last night was another hard night as every night is but this night was different. I was crying in bed and there was no one comforting me but my pillow I held onto tightly and I felt myself falling inside myself and drowning in despair when something happened. Something that hasn’t happened in a very long time.
Jesus and Mary came to me, it was as though my room was completely darkened and nothing present, just me alone crying and then the next moment they floated towards me. They didn’t say a word and then there was only Jesus and I cried more because I couldn’t believe he was here with me. He was at my bedside, where he stroked my head and held my hand, I could feel the energy and his image faded in and faded out but when I couldn’t see him, he was still there. He told me to hold on a little longer. That things will get better and to know that he is here. They tears faded and comfort came, I held only his hand that was energy and his faded image drifting in and out of the dimension. He was beautiful and I missed him.
I fell to sleep soon after. I am sure he said more, but I don’t remember.