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March 7, 2004 - All I can say is, "Thank you, Brad, for the Mother of All Messages!" You are the teacher and I am your student.
On this day you sent your Aunt Gay Gay over with what was to save me from myself and start me on the road to what we decided our mission for the rest of my life would be. Gayle and I were sitting at our kitchen counter when she said to me, "we've been talking about whether we should tell you this or not. It is about Brad, do you want to hear it?" You knew I would, Brad. There was nothing worse that could happen than already had.
You knew what was coming but I wasn't prepared for the message of my life. For your readers, this is what happened!

Gayle told me that she and Angela (your niece) and Shane (your good friend and Angela's husband) came home from work. There they found your Uncle Terry. Terry was as white as a sheet, he was shaking and crying and told them that he never wanted anything like what happened that morning to happen again. Gayle told me that everyday Terry would walk out into his garage and say, "good morning, Brad." On this day you spoke back to him just as if you both were standing together talking.

Your very own words. "Uncle Terry, tell Ma and Dad that I am OK. I am in a better place and please take care of them."

That day turned my life around. Not to say that there have been many back slides as you well know but what a beginning! You hit us all square between the eyes so we couldn't wonder if there is life after life.

I've often wondered, Brad, why you came to Uncle Terry and not to me or Dad. Had you come to either of us we would have always doubted your message. We were in such a state of mourning and shock we would have had doubts.

We could not doubt your message and the way you handled getting it to us. I think you wanted your Uncle to know that there is life beyond this superficial world. He was in the hospital and couldn't make your service and you wanted to comfort him. I hope that you have!

I planned on doing your comings in chronological order but when you come to someone other than me, it only proves that we all can rest knowing that leaving this earth is nothing to fear. This life is just a blink of an eye and where you are is forever.

READ WHAT HAPPENED ON MAY 12, 2008. THIS IS BRAD'S GRANDMOTHERS BIRTHDAY. SHE PASSED OVER JUST SEVEN MONTHS AFTER BRAD.

THE BOTH CAME BACK FOR A VISIT TO MY FRIEND.