This is my first time writing my experiences or even sharing my stories as there is only very few people who know what I have gone through in my life and believe me when I share my stories with them. This is how it started.
On a normal work day of 2009 in Alberta, Canada I went to work not knowing what was going to hit me in the next 24 hours.
I worked at the University of Alberta Hospital supplying the supplies the units needed for patient care (swabs, gauze, needles, IV solution, etc.) About half way into my shift I all of a sudden got this heavy feeling in my chest, almost like a nervous and worried feeling. This is the feeling I get when something bad is going to happen. I tried not to let it get to me but after about an hour I knew that this was not just an ordinary feeling and this was a true sign that I needed to address and be careful of. As I slowly meditated in my quiet work area, I tried to channel in on what it could be. Something was telling me, "family."
About ten minutes later I received a call from one of my cousin's asking them if I wanted to join then at a bowling alley nearby for my break time and that they would drive me back when my break time was up, so I accepted. As I waited by the main doors for her to arrive with her boyfriend, this heavy feeling I had was getting even stronger to point of feeling like I was hyperventilating. As soon as I got in the car with them, before they could even greet me a hello, I immediately told them. I said "I have something to tell you and I need to you listen carefully. Something bad is going to happen and it's going to be very soon. It's someone in the family. I don't know who or exactly what will happen and it will be in the next 24 hours."
My cousin and her boyfriend seemed to have taken the information and just let it sit with them but at the same time not believe me and thought maybe I was having an anxiety attack. As soon as we got to the bowling alley, I related the information to the rest of my cousins and friends who were there. I even made a call to my boyfriend at the time who was out of town to make sure he was ok and to warn him to be careful when driving back to Edmonton. I don't know what it was but as soon as I got the message out to everyone who was with me at the time, the heavy feeling seemed to go away.
The next morning I received a call from my mother who then informed me of very bad news from the Philippines. My cousin whom we just saw and spent most of time with when we went to Philippines a couple months ago was in a hit and run car accident.
My cousin was riding a bike among the side of the streets selling items just so he could provide food for his family and whatever they may need. A car struck him from behind and then he was dragged about 20 ft still being underneath the vehicle. He was in a coma for the next couple of days and was paralyzed. My family in the Philippines stayed with him all the time and would talk to him in hopes he would wake up from the coma. We knew he could hear whoever was talking to him as when someone would speak to him, he would have tears run down the sides of his face but he was just unable to open his eyes or move. The next day we received a phone call from family back home giving us the news that my cousin has passed.
The day I received a call that he passed, I was in my room taking a nap. Being in a deep sleep something caused me to dart up from my bed and remind me of what I have warned my cousins here in Edmonton. I then rushed to pick up the phone asking if they remembered what I had told them. They were shocked and surprised as they remembered the message I related to them. It was then that my family became a believer to my experiences.
Rest in Peace B.G. You are deeply loved and missed, and never forgotten!
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