10th
November 1999
RICHARDS
BIRTHDAY
Every
morning I turn on the radio expecting to get a song played with a message in the
lyrics for me from someone in spirit. I’ve
noticed that on special days – such as someone’s birthday or anniversary of
their passing, there is usually a message of love or something to remind me of
that person I’m thinking of in particular.
So
on this day – Richards birthday – I thought I might get a song played on the
radio at 20 past the hour, or 20 past 4 that day because that is the time he
died and the time he keeps drawing to my attention.
So
at 20 past 10 I was sitting at the table in the kitchen listening to the radio
expecting to get a song from Richard. The
song that came on was really awful, not a bit what I expected.
I said ‘Oh Richard, I’m sure you didn’t want me to hear this did
you.’ I couldn’t even hear any clear words, so I went to switch it over to
another station and just caught the words of the song very clearly, they were
“I know I can get through to you”. I smiled as I heard this, but I thought ‘not with a song
like that I don’t think so Rich.’ I
thought maybe he will be able to get through some other, more evidential way,
now.
I
tried all the stations but nothing came. I
was a bit disappointed but thought – well I still have the time of twenty past
four this afternoon to try again.
I
pottered about thinking I might ring my friend Shirley soon. (The medium).
I decided to listen to a CD that my son Matthew had given me the night
before. It was some lovely
classical music that I had been longing for.
I
sat in the living room and I thought I would listen to whatever was being played
at 20 past 11 to see if Richard was giving me a message in the song.
As
I sat there Roy came in and said, ‘Marg, is the phone off the hook somewhere I
can't get through to Graham?'’ I ran up the stairs and found the phone was off
the hook in my bedroom. I said that
I had wondered why there had been no phone calls, especially as this was
Richard’s birthday, and Gwen or Shirley would ring to say they knew what day
it is.
Roy
then went out and I was left thinking that Richard had missed the 20 past 11
time to give me a message in a song, it was now almost twenty to twelve.
As
I thought that the phone rang. It
was Shirley and as she spoke my nose itched and tickled so much that I had to
put the phone down and scratch it. I
said ‘Oh my nose is tickling so much.’
Shirley said, ‘So is mine.’ Then
she said ‘I rang you because I do know what day it is.
How old will he be today?’ I
said , ‘He is 22 today, born at 11.37 on November the 10th 1977,
and no wonder my nose is tickling.’ We
had a laugh about the itchy nose syndrome.
He never fails. I thought,
‘that must be what the song meant, - ‘I know I can get through to you.’
We said our goodbye’s and I sat down on the settee thinking of what we
had just said to each other. Suddenly
I went cold all over. I thought
‘Ah Richard you ARE here then. Then
it dropped, the penny. I could hear
Richard saying, ‘AT LAST MUM.’ He made Shirley ring me at the time he was
born 11.37 – not the time he died 4.20. After
all it was his BIRTHDAY. And there
was silly me thinking he wasn’t bothered any more about times and dates, and
he was planning something very much more evidential.
Don’t you think?
That
brings me to why the phone was off the hook in the bedroom.
If Shirley had rung me when she tried earlier, she would have rung at the
wrong time and not 11.37.
She
told me she had been trying to ring me since about 8.30 that morning.