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I woke up the morning of October 31, 1990 from a strange dream that I was pregnant again...
I was 16 years old and born into a practicing, Catholic family...
I was one year old and fell from the metal climbing structure at the playground...
In the middle of the night, I awoke with a severe migraine...
My wife traveled to Atlanta from our home in Maryland to celebrate Thanksgiving with her parents...
I was 5 years old riding my black pony, named Fireball, with my twin sister, dad, mom and their friend who were watching...
I had been on a long music tour with Country artist Merle Haggard...
My search for love and acceptance in religion frustrated me in a way that is difficult to describe, since there was a great inconsistency and lack of integrity between the message of love that Jesus had left as a legacy to humanity and its totally unreasona...
I’m really trying to understand what happened to me because I know I didn’t die...
I will describe my experience in four parts...
I was in my bed after work...
I was born and raised into a family of six children who regularly practiced the catholic faith...
