One of the things I love about Josie is her verve. Another is her energy. Josie is already researching a book on validated after-death communications ever since having one of her own. That's how we met. She contacted me after my friend, and Medium, Natalie Smith-Blakeslee referred Josie to me. I'm proud to say that I've submitted my own contribution to her up-coming book.
Anyway, back to what I was talking about earlier. Josie did not have a lot of interest in the whole subject of after-life communications before having her own. Now, it's become a bit of an obsession as she interviews more and more people for her book.
One of those was a psychic who has been featured in a number of national television shows, and has authored a number of her own books. Well, Josie was talking having lunch with her and mentioned that she'd have to do it at a time when she could get a babysitter for her two daughters.
"What about your son?" she was asked.
"I don't have a son," Josie told her.
"Yes, you do," she was told. "And Michael John wants me to tell you he loves you."
Josie was floored. Several years ago she was pregnant, and she started hemorrhaging. The doctors had to choose between her life, and the unborn child's. Josie and her husband knew the baby was a boy, and even named him, "Michael John."
"Anthony, I spent all night crying. It never occurred to me that I had a son on the Other Side. I didn't think that my baby I miscarried had a soul."
While we were talking I asked her if she knew who "Lena" was. She told me it was an aunt of hers who passed away. "Well, Lena is here, and she wants you to know she heard your prayers last night thanking her for taking care of him."
"Oh my God!" Josie gasped. Josie told me that after hearing from Joyce that her son was with her aunt Lena, she thanked her aunt for watching over him in Heaven. For her it was further validation for her that she indeed did have a son, and he's waiting for her on the Other Side.
As we continued to talk, I mentioned that her grandmother was coming through saying that she had one of her daughters with her. "My mother was her only daughter," Josie told me.
"Well, your grandmother had a miscarriage before your mother was born," I said.
"No...," Josie said.
"Yes...," I told her, laughing.
Josie called her mother and asked her if "Nona" had a miscarriage before her mother was born. You can imagine her surprise when her mother told her this was, in fact, what happened.
During countless numbers of readings grandmothers, mothers, aunts, uncles, brothers and sisters have come through talking about having children who were either miscarried or aborted with them. Often, it's to ease the pain of a guilty conscience, as was the case with Josie.
She told me that for years she grieved the loss of her unborn child, even though it wasn't her fault. What she learned from Joyce, and me, was that her child wasn't lost at all. No child, no loved one, ever is.
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