An Angel By My Side: Amazing True Stories of the Afterlife

‘Freddie’s last gift was to a child who we found out about just before Freddie died. It was the wonderful gift of “limbs”. This baby was eight months old and was born without arms. Freddie has always had a fund for his own treatment. About three days after Freddie died I was sitting looking at his flower-covered grave when this little boy’s name popped into my head. I decided there and then that Freddie’s gift to this world was to ensure that at least one other child would benefit from my child’s passing.

‘When I was in the UK I started to make arrangements for this child to go to the UK to be assessed and given arms. I have contacted his parents, who love him and want the best for him, they are so happy. But I have made it plain that it is Freddie’s gift to James, and that I am only working through Freddie and what I feel he told me he wanted to do!

‘A magazine in the UK which featured Freddie’s story is going to do a follow up, but this time it will include many children in England with the same problem. Because of the love of flowers Freddie had, I want all those who read and know of Freddie to get the sweetest of flowers and take them to a child who may be sick, sad or just in need of something special, and when they are given the flowers to be told that they are from a very special little boy, Freddie Musena.

‘We were also on the Jeremy Kyle Show, a show that doesn’t normally do stories about sick or disabled children, but this time he did. It was a great show which also resulted in the Kenyan Embassy phoning me the same day that it was broadcast, asking if there was anything that they could do to help!

‘I feel that Freddie was sent on a mission, he completed that mission with great success, everyone was aware of him and of his achievements, and then when he had finished he was called back to the angels. But Jacky, never a day goes by without me wanting him, I cry every single day, at any moment in time. I have been told that time is a great healer, but for me I will never heal and never get over the loss of my baby Freddie, my heart is filled with love for him, he is every heartbeat. I think that is why I had to contact you, I’ve lost him but I am still looking for him to know that he is happy and safe and he’s okay.

‘So many unexplained things have happened since Freddie’s passing but I know it’s only Freddie coming to say hello. Jacky, I feel so happy that other people will know Freddie through your book.’

Freddie’s love seems to easily pass from one side of life to the other, and I feel sure that it will continue to do so for the family that loved and cared for him so well during his short, but very special life.

I have never been frightened when my loved ones appeared to me personally. The experiences are wonderful, exciting – thrilling, in fact, and they are certainly memorable.

How can it be frightening when our loved ones move close to us in this exceptional way? When people share their personal stories with me, in some cases, the visits from their loved ones happened many years before. The accounts are as clear to them now as they were when they first had them. The visits seem real – and that is because I believe that they are real. Our loved ones and angels of every description are reaching out from this side and the other side.

Although now more commonly known as ‘After Death Communication’ (or ADC), I actually prefer to call the experiences ‘After Life Communication’, because I don’t believe that we actually die. Of course we shed our bodies and that is another thing entirely. These stories have totally convinced me that life goes on.

Here is another story which arrived by email:

Father-in-Law’s Visit

‘I went over to Spain to see my mother-in-law one year in August, after her husband had passed away in May. This happened seven years ago and at that time we stayed in a friend’s apartment. My father-in-law used this apartment at times during his life, when they had extra guests staying with them.

‘One night we went to bed and it was a very hot night. Around the early hours of the morning I woke up. I looked at the clock at the side of the bed, and it was showing 4.10 am by the digital clock. As I looked up I saw a man on the veranda and I assumed that my husband was unable to sleep and had maybe got up for a cigarette. At first I thought nothing of it but as I sat up I noticed my husband was still asleep in the other twin bed.

‘I was so shocked initially that I dug my nails into the backs of my knees just to make sure I was not dreaming … I wasn’t! This figure walked through the wall on the veranda and then came back again. I could not believe my eyes when I realized it was my father-in-law.

‘I did not know what to do at that point, so I just sat there and watched. He was walking just the same as he did when he was alive, and he was shuffling along as he walked. Nothing was said. He looked around and carried on walking past and then he just disappeared!

‘The apartment was on the sixth floor, so no intruder could even get up that far, and I know that it was not my imagina tion as I had not even been thinking about him at the time.’

Spontaneous visits such as these happen a lot, although the ‘visits’are more likely to occur as a result of a direct need such as immense grief, pressing problems at home or finding ourselves in great danger. Our loved ones are able to feel this emotion from their own realms and move closer to comfort us or, in some cases, to offer advice. That initial moment of surprise is almost always replaced by deep peace or relief that they are okay.

Sometimes our loved ones can be quite ingenious. Anja wrote and shared her story with me. She is Danish but lives in England now. Her English is excellent but I have just changed a few words to make it a little easier for you to read. Many of Anja’s friends call her ‘Angel’.

Grandad Says Goodbye … More Than Once

‘For as long as I can remember, I have been interested in the paranormal. I’ve always considered myself to be a spiritual person, but without any “powers”. I’ve been aware of a few “coincidences” in my life that I’ve related to angels but every page I read of your book, An Angel Saved My Life I could more or less relate to.

‘I have always believed in the afterlife without anyone telling me about it. When I grew older I realized that most of my family share the same belief but no one had ever shared their stories with each other.