While attending my brother, Johnny’s wedding, I had an incredible experience with a medium, who also happened to be the maid of honor.
While at dinner, the night before the ceremony, she suddenly said, “Tom. I am hearing a call for Tom.”
She wouldn't quit asking for a connection for Tom.
No one knew what she was talking about, but then she pointed at me and said,
“Does anyone here know a mortician?”
I said, "No." (Thinking, "Like I'd hang out with a mortician")
Then YES! I DO!
I told her that suddenly realized I did know a mortician, and incredibly his name is Tom.
She said his brother, someone with a “J,” was here jumping up and down because we had figured it out.
She then said that he had gone to the other side so quickly that it took him a while to figure out that he had gone over.
I had dated and been friends with him, both before, and after we dated.
I visited with him every time I returned to my home town.
His name was Jerry.
He had ridden his bicycle to a Super Bowl party, and on his way home he pulled his front brake at the bottom of a hill, and had gone over his handle bars and landed on his bare head.
She then mentioned two names that unfortunately I don’t remember. They were boy’s names. (He left 4 children)
She said that he had a beautiful soul, a beautiful aura. (He was always a social butterfly!)
She said that he was happy and well on the other side and that he wanted me to tell his brother. He said to tell him that he loves him.
I sent his Brother an email.
He said he didn't believe in that sort of thing.