My Angel Friend - Afterlife Communication
This is probably going to be the strangest story yet, because my afterlife communication is with someone who I did not know while they were still alive, I just knew of her. I used to work in a flower shop about 16 years ago.
There was a health food store right next door. One day in December, the owner came in our shop, looking very worried. He wanted to order flowers for one of the young girls who worked in his store. He said she had suddenly become ill, a nervous breakdown, and was hospitalized in a local clinic. I didn't tell him, but I myself had been in that same clinic twenty years earlier. I felt immediate sympathy and told the man that I hoped the young girl (I'll call her Bernadette, not her real name) would soon recover.
Several months passed, and now it was almost Easter. I saw the owner again and asked him how Bernadette was. He said she had run away from the clinic and they were unable to find her. Of course, I felt very concerned. This was around April.
I quit working at the flower shop, so I didn't have contact with the health-food store owner anymore. About a month later, I was buying new shoes for my aunt's golden wedding anniversary party the following day. I was trying on shoes, when suddenly a song by the group No Doubt came on, and I found myself instantly wondering about Bernadette. I hadn't really thought about her for a few weeks. I purchased the shoes, left the store, and as I walked around the perimeter of the shopping mall. I felt compelled to go into a coffee shop.
There, right in the front, was a stack of newspapers. On the front page was an article about Bernadette. She had committed suicide a month earlier, after she had run away. It took awhile for the police to find her, because she died in the woods.
I will never forget that day, because I know Bernadette guided me to that coffee shop where I ultimately got my answer. Every time I hear that No Doubt song, I always think about her, and she knows that! We have a very loving relationship, almost like she is my sister.
What is really weird is, I recognized her from her photo in the newspaper....she had waited on me in the health food store right before she became ill. I remember, because she and I exchanged smiles in her line, a kind of knowing, that we would become very close in the coming months... after she passed away.