I know for many, the thought of an “afterlife” or the idea that our soul survives is not something they believe in or even contemplate, but for me, it has become an absolute certainty. I’ve lost count of all the little things that have happened over the years that leave no doubt on the subject. Balls of lights in my bedroom, Alex’s photo falling on his birthday, a strange presence laying next to me in bed, feeling as if I was being hugged one night I was feeling particularly bad… and on and on… I’ve had my share of encounters to know this is not my imagination, and a psychic I went to confirmed a few things without knowing anything about me. I mean, this woman knew the layout of my living room and told me things there was no way she could have known. I guess I feel soRead More →