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Sharing stories of love, hope, spirit and faith

As a widowed man, I have found solace in discovering that I can communicate with my beloved wife's spirit. Through our Catholic faith, I believe we've enhanced our ability to continue our lifelong connection, even after her death. I'm passionate about sharing my stories to help others who are also grieving the loss of their loved ones.

​I am 87 years old and I lost my wife of 61 years in 2020.

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Shirley and I met each other at the age of 12 in a small village in Canada. For some inexplicable reason, we were always together from that point forward. We never dated anyone else and got married when we were 21.

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Shirley passed one late afternoon in November 2020 at 5:30pm, when i had just returned to our home. She was standing by our kitchen counter and called to me, with panic in her voice, "Emile, I am feeling really bad!" I ran up to her, grabbed her in my arms, and carefully held her as i guided her to the floor. Within 5-6 seconds, she died in my arms. ​We had lived without friction, but rather as 'one flesh,' as our wedding vows declared. What better way for her to die than in the arms of the one she has always depended on?

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If I were to relate to all that has happened between us since her death, you might want to call the men in the white suits for me. Even Ripley's Believe It or Not might doubt what has, and continues, to happen.

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My purpose in writing this is to say that she and I can communicate. She also visibly appeared to me one early evening at exactly 5:30pm, 7 months after her departure.  I'm convinced that behind all of these wonderful occurrences, is the eternal love we have always had for one another. 

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Love does conquer all - Emile

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