January 13, 2016
Today we send our love and birthday wishes to you Lori.
Thank-you for this spiritual connection.
There are certain people that come and go from our lives. With these connections we evolve as humans and spiritual beings. Some people enter our lives for a short period and others stay a while longer. Every connection we make is needed to help teach and complete a lesson we need to learn. Our soul is always in the classroom of life. Some of the lessons we learn from the people we encounter are taught while they’re alive and other lessons are taught after they have passed into the spirit world.
This blog post is of the latter. The experience I will share with you today has surpassed anything I could have ever hoped for or imagined. My human nature still struggles with the closeness of the spirit world and how willing they are to confirm that their existence is within our grasp. While my human nature questions, my soul knows better. It embraces and trusts the loving power that makes this connection divine.
I asked for, and received, the permission and collaboration of my friend Tracy (Nuttall) Towers to present this remarkable story to you.
An unexpected call
My cell phone rings and I glance down at the number. Oh for flip sake, I think, another telemarketer. I answer my phone with a somewhat rough, gruff Hello. On the other end is a soft-spoken voice. I’m pretty sure I recognize this person. Hey Shell, is that you? It’s my friend Tracy that I had hung out with in high school. I apologize for answering so abruptly. She is calling from an unlisted number that I hadn’t recognized. Tracy (Nuttall) Towers had just received my email in regards to the start up of my blog site and she sounded very excited for me. We chatted for a bit about my book project and the blog and then she asked me if I had a few extra minutes to talk. She had something serious to share with me. Tracy had regretted not calling me sooner. I told her I had all the time in the world to listen.
Tracy and I have a connection that is so beautifully simple. We can pick up exactly where we left off. Whether it is three months or four years down the road. Our friendship has no expectations. We both know that time will not change our connection with each other. It’s a relationship based on love alone…no strings attached.
The last time I had spoken with Tracy was the previous summer. She had been in Melfort visiting family. I’m so thankful she had taken the time to visit me. We had talked about her older sister Lori and Lori’s battle with cancer. Ever since Lori passed their family has been heartbroken. We cried a lot that day but we both knew that the visit was also healing. We talked about my NDE and how it has changed my life and the life of my family. I also shared with her the miracle that just keeps on happening; since my father’s passing he’s lightened our heavy hearts by leaving us a trail of dimes. Sharing the dime connection with Tracy helped to lighten the mood and we did have a few good laughs that day too. I really wanted to give her hope in an afterworld. I know Tracy is a believer, but I also know there are times in our lives when everything seems to be falling apart and we question the existence of a loving Maker.
Tracy lost her dear sister Lori to cancer in 2009. Lori was the eldest of three beautiful daughters that Rod and Carol Nuttall raised. The Nuttall family had lived in Melfort, Saskatchewan for three years from 1977-1980. While living in Melfort, I had the privilege of calling the two older sisters (Lori and Tracy) my friends. The third daughter was Heather; she was a few years younger than us. Lori was full of life and always a pleasure to be around. She was stunningly beautiful to look at but that’s not where the beauty stopped; she truly had a heart of gold. She would do anything to help family or a friend in a time of need. Her smile and carefree giggle could light up any room. Back in my teenage years I truly wanted to be more like Lori.
After high school Lori married Greg McArthur. Through this union the couple had two sons, John and Todd. They had also moved out to British Columbia to be closer to family members. Lori was a Certified General Accountant in Penticton, BC up until she took ill. Sad news was given to Lori on her 45th birthday. She was diagnosed with Stage Four colon cancer.
In Part II next week, read about Lori’s final battle, and her sister Tracy’s search.
Ask, Listen and be Watchful