About a week ago I was feeling quite troubled about Tommy. So I asked Tommy to give me a sign that he was okay. Something concrete. Something clear.
The next day we went out to dinner and, as the wait was half an hour, we went to the bookstore across the street to pass the time. Most bookstores in our neighborhood have closed so this was a rare treat. As we walked in to the store, we split up, and I walked up to a book table. The first book I laid eyes on was a white paperback with gold letters. It was titled "Proof of Heaven".
I picked up the book. It is the story of a neurosurgeon that went into a coma for 7 days and had a very extended and detailed near death experience (NDE). What is special about his experience is that his brain was completely shut down during this time. It's also notable that, as a neurosurgeon, he had previously seen many patients go though NDEs but he wrote them off as figments of the imagination. So what he experienced was real enough to make him change his position completely and write a book about it.
I'm still reading through the book now, but regardless of my conclusion about the book itself, I feel the sign from Tommy was concrete and clear. Obrigado filho.
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