Christa...I never got depressed the last few weeks of my daughter's life....But she was eight and a-half months pregnant with twins and she was driving a lot in our small town. For some reason, this worry and anger would come over me every time that she was driving. I couldn't understand these feelings..I only told my husband. Her car played a large part in her death. When he killed her, he put her in her four wheel drive and pushed it over the edge of a hill to try to make the murder look like an accident...so you are right, there is an intuition of something, but we don't ever add it up to murder. Thanks for letting me share. Lovingly, Sherry

I've tried to put my thoughts down about this and find I don't know what to say but it sure seems to show how our soul can know something before we do
I read an interview with Yoko Ono and she spoke of John"s last weekend...she noticed something as well she said...something off... like an electrical feeling in the air that day...
I will never forget how I was feeling that last day and the hours I still thought my son was alive and can remember it like no other day.
You are all in my heart

my son james left to go to his dads for easter weekend on a thursday night, i cant explain why either but that night we had a horrible argument because for some reason i didnt want him to go, something inside was telling me to keep him home, not to let him go, but he was 18 and he went anyways, now i know why i was so unsettled about him going. im so sorry for your loss. hugs to you

My daughter had just come from visiting her brother just days before...they had been gone 2 weeks. I had been so happy for them all, they had just met Ezra...Chris had been really looking forward to meeting his nephew...Aly said Chris had remembered everthing I had been telling him about his nephew...like he knew him already.She said he held him just like I did.....
I had told Chris how good it felt to have a baby fall asleep on you and When Ez fell asleep on my boy he cried...he was so full of love that guy.
Chris's last words to me were "I love you Mom, now go love Ezra"
I find myself wondering now if the stomach pain and problems Chris had his last year could have been his soul already knowing what was to come...he woke up to pain everyday and we couldn't find the answers why. I don't know why he had to suffer so, I admire him so my son. He had so many unfair things happen to him and he was so full of love and compassion and for this after everything he had been through to happen to him and he still would want good things for others. He was a very good person and I am so proud and grateful that I was his Mother.
In the weeks before Chris's murder I was trying to find the book When Bad Things Happen to Good People because so much was happening, his stomach pain and then his major eye injury that ended his surf dreams...he was so good...I miss him...I remember when he was blinded thinking What could happen next. It was a scary time but I wish I didn't remember thinking that
Loving thoughts sent to you today