Dec 132010

One of my earliest memories is from when I was a very young boy living in Monroe, NC. It happened one night while I was laying in bed. I saw something that affected me so deeply, I still remember it.

I remember the bedroom was down the hall and to the left.  One night I was laying in bed, listening to my parents in the other room. I turned my head and looked toward the doorway. When I did, I saw what I assumed could only be my mother, standing in the doorway, looking at me and smiling. I called out “Mom?”  Then she disappeared.  I don’t mean she walked away. I mean, she disappeared. When my mother DID come to the room, it was apparent it had not been her.

I was only 4 or 5 years old. I was not on drugs. I was not asleep and dreaming. I don’t know who it was. I don’t even know IF it really was. I can only tell you that it looked so real and I have never forgotten it.

Now that I am older, I look back on that event and wonder about it.  If you were to press me, I would have to admit, I think it could have been an angel.  Some may scoff and say I was asleep and dreaming.  Others may say it was only my imagination; I was seeing things that were not there. 

Scoff if you will.  Think me crazy if you must.  I will easily admit that I don’t always see right all the time.  Even now, I will admit there are times I see things that aren’t really there.  There are also times when I don’t see things that are.  I don’t always see straight.  I don’t always understand what I see.  I don’t even always see what I think I understand.  Either way, I know there is more to life than what I can see.  And whether I see it or not, there’s something there.

  7 Responses to “What Was There?”

  1. I love this post, Mark. It is so honest and an experience many have had.

  2. There are indeed angels among us. Merry Christmas!

  3. Sabra and Kerry,

    Thanks for the comments. I was a little uncertain about posting this one. People might think I’m crazy. But then, sometimes I think maybe I AM crazy. 😉


  4. Thanks for having courage to post what’s on your heart. It’s refreshing! Grateful!

  5. “having eyes you don’t see, having ears you don’t hear” What we can’t see is more real than what we see.
    I can tell you, you have been watched over all your life. Love you son. dad

  6. I scoff not. Ask me to tell you a story when I get home. Love you!

  7. You are so not crazy. Thanks for having the courage to be your authentic self.
    The world needs more of us to do just that.

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