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My NDE happened almost 5 years ago. It has taken me this long to come to grips with it.

My husband, daughter, son-in-law, granddaughter and I were involved in a car accident in May, 1998. After they took my husband to the hospital, they were still trying to cut me out of the car with the jaws of life. My son-in-law was sitting in the driver's seat. I was in the passenger's seat where I landed from the back seat. For miles, there were rescue vehicles - police cars, highway patrol, sheriff's cars, ambulances, fire trucks - the whole works. As one EMT supported me by keeping me from moving, another was talking to me and administering oxygen. During all this noise (and it was horribly noisy) and cold (36 degrees), I slipped out of this world into another.


The place I was in didn't really have concrete walls, but an area full of very bright light. It was warm and absolutely quiet. It felt like a giant warm hug. I felt at total peace. There was no pain from my injuries in this place. It was the most wonderful place I have ever been.

My son-in-law knew I was gone, evidently, and he began frantically to call to me. He called me, "Mom", over and over. I heard him but I did not want to come back. In part of my mind, I knew that my husband was paralyzed and that part of me didn't want to live in that world of grief and pain. My son-in-law kept calling me and in desperation, finally addressed me by my full given name instead of "Mom." It startled me and I came back to the world of the noise, cold, blinking red and blue lights and the sounds of the jaws ripping metal off me and glass breaking. Then I asked the EMT to let me die. He had tears running down his cheeks. He was about 25 years old. He told me he most certainly would not let me die.

I slipped back and forth several more times and each time, my son-in-law called me back.

My husband was paralyzed from high chest down, but I recovered from my injuries after a week in ICU. My granddaughter was fine (3 yrs. old). My son-in -law was o.k. and my daughter, who was 3 months pregnant with our second grandchild, was fine.

Almost everyone says it was a miracle that any of us survived. When times get tough, I wish I was back in that place of peace, warmth and quiet.


"God conceals from men the happiness of death that they may endure life." - Lucan

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