I lost my most precious 4 year old son Sean this summer to drowning. I think I have been so full of guilt and anguish that I could not have received a message even if there has been one. I am going out to try to find your book today the day before Thanksgiving. I really hold on to this idea (new for me) that there are no accidents. Especially because I have spent so much of my grieving energy feeling guilt for my son's death. Thanks for your website.

My son Rich passed over into the spiritual world this past June the 8th. Being the only child that I have know and raised (my first son was adopted out) my life has been at a great loss without him. It is very comforting to have this website to share ADC's with other people. I have had many from Rich and each time it happens it helps me to cope with my sorrow. He sent me his first one the day he was buried by sending a rainbow into an almost cloudless blue sky. I knew as soon as I seen it it was a sign from him. I have just finished reading a very good book about ADC's by Joel Martin entitled Love After Life. I would recommed it for anyone in our situation.

This is the first time I have seen this website and I am so happy there is place for people to share their stories and thoughts. I would love to also help as many people as possible and I have started a website inwhich each Thursday I will do private readings by computer. If any one is interested, you can reach me at VanPraagh.com God bless you all, James

Thankyou all so very much for this wonderful site-not to mention the book!I enjoy (stange word considering the reason for the room)coming and sharing with people and maybe helping along the way.Way to go guys!!!!!!!Terri

My Son the Angel ^I^ On Sunday, July 20th, 1997, my son was struck by a car while riding his bike. He was a mere 8 years old. On Monday, July 21st it was determined that my son was brain dead. As I sat at the hospital waiting for them to decide if there was any hope for him, I knew in my heart that he was already gone. I then realized I had a choice to make, whether or not I should donate his organs to others? As I sat there it seemed only natural to let him live on through the lives of others. I suddenly felt a sense of peace about me I never knew before. I was able to answer the prayers of others through my tragedy. Thus creating miracles for others, I then new that this was part of my mission as a practicing angel. My 8 yr old son taught me more in his life than I have learned in my whole existence on earth. When I arrived at home after they declared him dead, I lit a religious candle and placed his picture on the mantel. As I sat there and looked at his picture the most amazing thing I have ever seen occured. A bright halo of light formed around his head in the picture, giving me a warmth, of comfort . . . all around me. It was then I knew my little Angel Son was on his way to Heaven back to the arms of God. When people ask how to help I merely requested they pray for the families recieving the transplants. As I was doing. The day of my Angel's funeral I sat down and wrote him this poem in honor of his life. MY ANGEL SON My life was in shambles and falling apart, You came into my life and created a brand new start. You gave me hope where I felt none, You were my beautiful little angel son. Though our time here together was so little, You warmed my heart like the sound of a fiddle. Your smiles so big it could make someone blind, You are my little angel and my sunshine. You gave so much to all you were able to touch, Everyone couldn't help but love you so much. You will always be in this mother's heart and soul, The love I have no one could understand or know. Back to Heaven is where you, must now go, Though I will miss you I know it is so. Bless us my angel son so bright and pure, You will walk with God, this I am sure. AngelGaurd@aol.com In memory of Jeremy Jack Lyman 7-28-97