Ok, you asked for it!
Ok, so you asked for the Christmas that I died and a favourite song, so here it comes!
It was Christmas 1997, and I was visiting my family in Whitwick. I was on medication which had an adverse effect on my liver. After the Christmas meal, I sat on the chair, with my half-sister and my future brother-in-law on the sofa. Anyway, I stood up from the chair and collapsed. My future brother-in-law swears he heard a death rattle(?), while my half sister was commenting on by beautiful eyes which were just staring, unblinking, at her.
While this was going on, I had a very strange dream. I was walking along a path, towards a voice (Michael's), saying "come to me, come to me" over and over to my left. I then saw a bright light, as if the top of my head had opened up straight ahead. From this bright light an even brighter ray appeared which I felt a strong magnetic pull so I started running towards it. The more I ran, the more I stood still. I decided that I should 'saunter' towards the voice on the left, then end up on the ray to the right. Having decided on that I continued towards the right. A figure started to appear in the light of my eternity partner when he was about 20 or 21 in an aran jumper his mother had knitted and his black jeans. Just at that stage a voice shouted "tragidy, tragidy, too much of a tragidy", this was my eternity husband's father's voice, and everything disappeared as I turned back. The next thing I knew, I felt myself pulled back into my body.
Anyway, my half sister and her now husband swear I had died and came back to life.
I did have a couple of glasses of water and then fall asleep afterwards, then I was kind of fine apart from a headache.
It was Christmas 1997, and I was visiting my family in Whitwick. I was on medication which had an adverse effect on my liver. After the Christmas meal, I sat on the chair, with my half-sister and my future brother-in-law on the sofa. Anyway, I stood up from the chair and collapsed. My future brother-in-law swears he heard a death rattle(?), while my half sister was commenting on by beautiful eyes which were just staring, unblinking, at her.
While this was going on, I had a very strange dream. I was walking along a path, towards a voice (Michael's), saying "come to me, come to me" over and over to my left. I then saw a bright light, as if the top of my head had opened up straight ahead. From this bright light an even brighter ray appeared which I felt a strong magnetic pull so I started running towards it. The more I ran, the more I stood still. I decided that I should 'saunter' towards the voice on the left, then end up on the ray to the right. Having decided on that I continued towards the right. A figure started to appear in the light of my eternity partner when he was about 20 or 21 in an aran jumper his mother had knitted and his black jeans. Just at that stage a voice shouted "tragidy, tragidy, too much of a tragidy", this was my eternity husband's father's voice, and everything disappeared as I turned back. The next thing I knew, I felt myself pulled back into my body.
Anyway, my half sister and her now husband swear I had died and came back to life.
I did have a couple of glasses of water and then fall asleep afterwards, then I was kind of fine apart from a headache.
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