Medium - a visit from AnneMarie

Created by Joanne 4 years ago

I spoke with my Uncle Stephen today, who had an appointment with a a medium on Wednesday, 30th of October.

Now, my Mother believed in Spirits. She really believed in John Edwards during the 00’s and had also been a follower of Theresa Caputo. Us kids would joke over her obsession with watching Crossing over with John Edwards religiously. As they say “hindsight is a beautiful thing” I believe it was her way of accepting Elaine’s passing. Also her Mother’s.

“Anne’s here”
So Stephen to me, that the Medium mentioned “there is a women here, her name is Anne”. A name my Mother did not like to be called, only her friends and Family from the US call her - for everyone else: AnneMarie.

So he says - that can’t be, she had only passed less than a week / that Thursday. How could it be - wouldn’t she still be partying up there? The Medium answered it really depends on the personality of the spirit.

“2 Children”
She continued saying about “my 2 children, my 2 children” leading Stephen to immediately think of the twins; Jackie & Joanne. The medium corrected and said “No, there is a boy - she keeps saying ‘My boy, my boy’”.

Patrick and I have never seen eye to eye, the air and distance between us speaks volumes. It had stiffened all the more since her passing after him ignoring any sense of sensibility towards me that Friday morning.

But something had happened the Morning Of Wednesday. We had the celebrant come round the day before to discuss the ceremony, and I could not face that task. I decided to take a personal day for myself. I knew exactly from our preparation work the difficulty of holding that conversation will be and opted to not face it. Instead, I had a letter prepared about my Mother, about her life and her as a being. That way ensuring the celebrant could get a clear, clear picture of who this incredible person is.
So that Morning Patrick had come to me, telling me that I had really nailed it. It had made him realize that maybe I should take the eulogy - a task my Mother requested for him to do. He said how without that letter, there might have been important aspects he would have overseen. That recognition from him meant everything. I declined to take the eulogy, that was his roll. Her request. We agreed I will help and assist in the writing.

“February”
The medium asked: what is the significance of February?
February was when the stage of her cancer had changed. She was given a prognosis of “days, weeks, months”. My Uncle Stephen got himself on the next flight out to come see his baby sister, in one of her most vulnerable moments of her journey with cancer. Just so happened it was around Valentines Day. AnneMarie then had kept saying “thank you, thank you, thank you” - Stephen said it is because he rolled her a lot of #%£¥*’~ !!

“July”
The medium had then asked: what is the significance of July?
July had been a big month. Not in terms of something major happening, but major enough for me to have forever tattooed across my heart. As my Mother got sick on our cruise, she had missed Emily’s wedding. So in July, she had gotten together with the girls Emily, Liane and Zoe and had this great day together. A lot of laughs. Anthony being the usual host/chef, running around making sure everyone was fed well and always a full drink. Whilst on the phone to her the next day, she just was so happy and so at peace with everything. We both said “look how far you’ve come!” who would have thought back in March 2018, that she would have been sat with the girls in her garden and just enjoying a nice summers day. We spoke about how, in February we didn’t know if she was going to make it past May... and she was still here.

“The locket”
Uncle Stephen then told me about her mentioning a locket/necklace that I couldn’t place my finger on... when speaking to Nate, he suggested “do you think she maybe meant that memorial charm you got Jackie for her wedding bouquet?” - immediately sent the picture of the charm to Uncle Stephen and the suggestion and he agrees. So we know that Mom saw my gift for Jackie.

 

No lottery numbers... so maybe next time?!

 

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