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Comment by Storyas Fawnfeather on May 30, 2012 at 9:04am

Thank you jb.

Comment by dream moon JO B on May 30, 2012 at 4:54am

no but she did for sum people she got a lot of thngs rite wens he tremd of thr trin towers she told me id never bee tall lik my dads family she got tht rite she said i be over wate th skinny on and off she got tht rite even said id end up lik my dad wish woz skary you not wering me out storyas but she  did say wen people die tht thy r on the train to the destnation tht thy will get off on thr stop wer thy wont to be evry 1 who met her sad she woz amazing she woz my nans frend my dads mum she got her fortun prdictit rite as well

Comment by Storyas Fawnfeather on May 29, 2012 at 6:30pm

jb - i hope I'm not wearing you out cuz I'm responding to each and every message you are sending, but I'm wondering if your friend who was a psychic or whatever you call someone with that gift - did she ever tell you what it was like on the other side after we die?  Thanks,

Comment by dream moon JO B on May 29, 2012 at 2:38pm

we had a freind yrs ago storyas who cud tark to the sprit world she new wen thr woz gona be a desater pr wen sum 1 woz gon give nirh or get marid or wen sum 1 woz going to die but she never protdict her own death but she left her gift to 1 of her dorters so thy mite help she woz tht good it woz sum tims skary

Comment by Storyas Fawnfeather on May 29, 2012 at 11:28am

jb - i am so sorry that he had to go through that and that you all are having to suffer with that knowledge now.  I don't know what is wrong with medicine any more.  It seems to have lost spirit heart and compassion and only be pure physical.  It's such a shame.  I am so sorry your dad suffered, and I am sorry for what you are going through now.  I find myself often focusing on my dad's suffering when he was alive, and I get so sad and feel such guilt that I didn't succeed in making it better even though I fought on his behalf like nothing I thought I was capable of doing.  But, I'm going to share something with you that might make you think I'm nuts, but maybe it will make you feel better.  After my dad died, I was grieving so bad.  I went to have Reiki done.  I don't know if Reiki has made it to your portion of the UK, but it is a hands on healing thing from Japan.  I can explain it more if you want me to, or you may be very familiar with it.  While the guy was doing Reiki on me, he bent over and whispered in my ear, "Your dad is here."  I started crying and said, "Is he okay?"  The guy got this quizzical look on his face and kinda shook his head like he couldn't believe I would doubt he was okay, and he said, "Yeah."  Then he said, "Your dad told me that his arms hurt from wanting to hug you so bad."  I began to suspect then that something was happening that was real, because that is how my dad used to explain himself in life.  He'd say how what he felt felt in his body - like I want to hug you so bad it hurts my arms.  Then, he said my dad told him that he had a hard transition (he was very sick at the end) but he was okay now.  I again suspected the guy was really talking to my dad, because I knew my dad had a hard transition.  Not only did he suffer a lot at the end, but he was struggling with dying.  He was afraid to die, because he was a child abuse survivor and he didn't trust parents and God is our heavenly parent, so my dad was really scared when he died.  Had this guy told me my dad had landed on the other side in a field of flowers and butterflies, I would have known he was full of crap.  But, he said my dad had a hard transition.  I was starting to feel like something was really happening.  Then, he told me that my dad said to tell me that he'd made his transition harder than it needed to be by being so hard-headed in life and said he'd always been hard headed, but he wanted me to know he was okay now and once he had figured out what was happening to him and understood that he was safe in transitioning that everything became okay.  Well, most people say stubborn where i live now, but my dad always said hard headed.  My dad was the only person I knew who still said hard headed.  So, when that guy said my dad said he had been hard headed in life (his child abuse history sometimes made him not trust right away and he'd get stubborn to protect himself until he understood he was safe), I really began to suspect that  this guy was really talking to my dad.  Plus, that is how my dad lived his life - he became hard headed at his transition until he understood he was safe and then he relaxed and let good things happen to him.  This was the first time I'd met this Reiki guy, so how did he know all that about my dad.  I certainly didn't tell him.  All I told him was that I was grieving my dad and needed help through it.  I did not tell him one thing about my dad.  Not one thing!  So, I think that both of our dads left the suffering that was the end of this life to go to a place where they are safe.  So, we can stop feeling bad about their suffering, because I truly believe they are not suffering any more.  And, I fought the nursing home my dad was in to make sure no one else got hurt, and I won.  So, all we can do from here is pray for medicine that it will improve and treat people better and with more compassion and make reports against bad doctors to save others from suffering.

Comment by dream moon JO B on May 29, 2012 at 11:06am

i no wot u mean abot drs they all go agan st eash other storyas wen thy did the psotmortm on him he died of heart failer kidny falir liver failer rsperty failer sam as his sisters i wish he never had a psotmortim wen the results com bac it mad us all feal worse that he suferd lik tht

Comment by Storyas Fawnfeather on May 29, 2012 at 6:55am

jb - i so sorry you went through that with doctors.  We face that with doctors a lot in the US.  They kept changing my dad's diagnosis and at the end said he had Parkinsons but they never did the test on him and he really didn't have many of the symptoms.  I kept begging the doctor to do tests on him to see what was wrong and the doc finally got mad at me for asking too much and said, "Okay, fine - you want a diagnosis, I'm going to guess he has Parkinson's but I'm not putting an old man through the test cuz he's gonna die soon any way, so get off my back."  Then, after he got that diagnosis that was based on nothing, other things that didn't fit into that diagnosis didn't get treated, and then he died.  His last few months were in a nursing home, and it got heavily fined and closed down for neglect and abuse, and now some of his medical providers might loose their license.  It's shameful how too many medical providers treat old people.  Don't they realize they will be old one day too?  I know how you feel - I'll learn to cope with loosing my dad, but I'll never get over it.  You only get one dad, which makes him priceless.  The same for your mom.  You only get one of each parent, so they are precious.  They are priceless.  I do like your dad's sense of humor.  The reason I said I wonder if it comes from  you living near Scotland and my family originally being from there is that many of my uncles on my mom's side of the family have the same humor.  My Uncle  Ed, who has also passed away, was very funny too.  The jokes your dad tells are very similar to the jokes the men in my family tell, especially my dad and my Uncle Ed.  Me and my dad used to go to a restaurant 4 or 5 mornings a week for breakfast before he got so bad he had to go in a nursing home for a short time before he died.  He was very good friends with the waitresses, and one morning they were jokingly acting like it was the Jerry Springer show and they were fighting over my dad, and they had the whole restaurant laughing.  There was even a mom and daughter who worked in that restaurant, and they were saying, "But he's mine."  You had to be there, but it was really funny.  All the other customers were laughing and laughing.

Comment by dream moon JO B on May 29, 2012 at 5:17am

he woz 76 yrs wen he died wen he start geting pooly yrs ago thy sad it woz bronkotters then the said it woz asmer thn thy said it woz c o p d then lung desese then it woz resperty desese my dad woo say thy wont to make thr mind up wot it is he woz always making joke out of thngs storyas he told me 1s ther woz a hole in the sink and the tollit i went to hav a look and said i cund find it he told me to look a gan thn i trigi the hole wer the water gose doon and the hole wer u sit i wish he woz still hear making evry 1 laff i supose his doing it up thr now making thm all laf it the minit im sick of people telling me to get over him i cant get over him coz he woz my dad and that i loved him still do

Comment by Storyas Fawnfeather on May 28, 2012 at 9:36pm

jb - that remark about not being able to get the kettle over his neck - that is really funny. 

Comment by Storyas Fawnfeather on May 28, 2012 at 9:28pm

jb - your dad sounds funny, so much like my dad.  May I ask - how old was your dad.  My dad died exactly one week before he would have turned 79.  But, my dad was not always funny.  He was sometimes sad too.  He was handicapped all of his life from child abuse when he was little, but what made him a great man was that even though he was beaten so badly that it left him crippled his entire life, he never hit his own kids.  Sometimes he would have dark moods, because he would remember how badly he was treated as a child.  But, the humor helped him survive it too.  I'm actually writing he story of his childhood with the help of a local author and counselor and a priest.  I am hoping it will get published and help in the fight against child abuse.  The counselor and priest are both going to write forewards for the book when it is ready to be submitted.  I don't understand how anyone can beat their children.  My dad broke the cycle, so I don't know what that is like, but I know it plagued him all of his life.  My dad used to have a pet guinea pig, and he would take it out at night and let it crawl on him.  I have a picture of him where my dad has a cigarette hanging out of his mouth, and the guinea pig is sitting on his chest right next to my dad's face (my dad was lying down at that moment) with a cigarette hanging out of its mouth.  Of course, the cigarettes were not lit or he would not have put one in his guinea pigs mouth, but it is such a funny picture.  Then, he had me take a picture of him right after that where he had the lid on a bottle of whiskey so that the guinea pig couldn't get any and the guinea pig was chewing on the lid so that it looked like it was drinking and my dad was holding a can up with a big smile on his face like he was saying, "Party."  It was funny.  I guess you have to see the pictures to really get how funny they were though.

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