Love Lives On I do have a short story for you that I thought you'd like to hear and maybe share.....it's pretty sad but it's another "proof" that love does live on beyond death. My husbands uncle passed away a month ago from cancer. His uncle was/is married to a lady that has had mental problems for over 20 years and has had to be in convalescent homes and institutions for her problems. I had become very close to both, his uncle and aunt, and found out they had a love together that is very rare, even with her condition. She's a very sweet lady and I've been able to see the "real" person beyond her condition. The day my husband's uncle went into Hospice, his wife had cardiac arrest and went into Hospice herself....same day, unreal! The following day he passed on. 20 minutes after he passed, we went to the Hospice where she was and she told us that John, her husband, had just visited her to tell her he loved her and had to leave and to please get well. We thought maybe she had hallucinated the event but then the nurse said a man did walk into her room and she described John. Of course we were speechless. Over the next few days his aunt got better and she currently is doing better than she has been in the past 20 years. Unbelievable! My husband and I are in the process of getting guardianship for her because the doctor's and attorney's are saying it needs to be done. We still are planning on moving in the future and we're taking her with us to start a new life. It's so sad but I swear I'm seeing a miracle with her getting better. Another odd thing about this is we've had to spend time in their home to clean out things and get things ready for the estate sell. Every evening something out of the normal happens. One night a music box which hasn't worked in years started playing. It was John's favorite music box. In the morning at 9:00 his coffee pot turns itself on and we found out through his neighbor that that's when he usually got up and always drank coffee. My husband's mother stayed at the house for a few days to help out and she told us that one evening while she was in the basement she heard the front door open, heard footsteps through the hall and when she walked upstairs, no one was there and the dog was barking like crazy which she doesn't usually do. Just thought I'd share that with you.......Oh....before I forget..... His last couple days of living, he called me into his room and told me how he knew I was supposed to move to the San Francisco area but I was stopped. Remember me telling you how we were moving to the San Fran Bay area? We never told him about that. He also told me that he knew I believed in life after death and to keep on believing. I could tell he had definitely been touched in some kind of way.