Perhaps death doesn't mean goodbye, but rather, 'til we meet again.

Spirit communicates through love, warmth, compassion, and humor. Our Loved Ones are happy, healthy, and thrilled to connect with us once again.

I can see what I'm shown, and hear what I'm allowed to, with my fullest understanding that I do this by God's Grace and not my own ability.

At the moment of my death, I talked to God and got His answer. His Miracle saved my life. Of this, I have no doubt.

Each night at bedtime, I'd close the bedroom door, climb into bed, and settle in under the covers. Within a minute, the door handle would turn and the door slowly open about a foot. Then a young boy's screams of "Daddy" would follow from the second bedroom - the little boy's room.

You can try to reestablish your connection to Heaven - the connection we all have available to us but have forgotten, or are afraid to use. Then trust the wisdom and guidance that comes forward.

What I've been shown by my Angels confirms that we don't die alone, and are immediately greeted by Angels and Spirits. We are whisked away to Heaven, where eager Departed Loved Ones await to celebrate our arrival. I hope that information will someday lessen your grief after a loss.

You'll have more visions and thoughts to prepare you. Your heart's desire shows you the future. We put Angels in the sky to show you that we are in your life, and you are on path.