Good morning
I am getting ready for my last day of the work week. It’s been a challenging week. I wont go into detail and bore you, or entertain you depending on your outlook on life.
We will just celebrate today.
Not because its Friday, but because if you are reading this we woke up on the right side of the dirt.
Not everyone gets that privilege. I am fortunate to still be here. I plan on living a long healthy life. I have a different outlook on life and living now. It stems from the Event that happened June 1, 2018.
The day I died.
It was a Friday at the shop. Beautiful day, having a cocktail after work with Big Daddy and a friend when I started to feel bad. That’s the only word I could use to describe the feeling.
Bad
I knew something was wrong but couldn’t tell what. There was no pain, just a feeling.
Then it happened.
My face went white, lips blue. My eyes rolled back, my left arm pulled in tight to my body.
No heartbeat, pulse or breathing.
My friend was yelling for Troy and yelling my name. I could hear their voices, far away and muffled while I was in a white room.
At least I felt like it was a room. I could see nothing but white. No shapes, objects, not even my own hands.
Everything was a bright. Blinding white.
I was speaking with someone. Actually 2 someone’s. Just voices. I do not recall if they were Male or female. I like to think it was my mom and dad. Nor do I remember what we were talking about.
The entire time I could hear my name being yelled, behind me somewhere. I was trying to ignore it and focus on the voices before me.
I finally turned around and yelled “why are you yelling at me?”
That’s when my eyes opened. I was face to face with Troy and my friend, they were almost as white as the room I was just in.
Troy replied “because you died”
I laughed a bit and said ” yeah right, but I do think I peed myself.” When in actuality I had lost my bowels. After a quick shower at the shop they took me to the ER.
I wont go into details now, maybe one day I’ll write the entire story from beginning to end, if anything to document it for myself. But after almost a year of testing every organ in my body, brain, and even a heart cath, I am healthier than most women my age. No stroke, heart attack nothing.
No reason for what happened.
Just a quick visit to a beautiful place.
Quiet, peaceful, painless and comforting.
And a lesson.
This is not my last adventure.
There will be another. And although I’m not in any hurry to start that one, I’m not afraid .
Live each day like its your last.
Enjoy the smells, sounds and sights each day.
Take the time to sit and enjoy your solitude and surroundings. And of course that first cup of coffee.
And love.
Love big.
And be sure and the tell the people that have an impact on your life how you feel, they matter and make a difference.
Love you all, big dreams, big rewards!
Lorene
