8 months ago my girlfriend found our 15 month old son unconscious and not breathing in his cot.
I heard her scream, ran upstairs and immediately and started resuscitation while she phoned for an ambulance. I didn't stop until the paramedics arrived where they took over and were trying for over an hour.
After this we were taken to the hospital with our son and the worst was confirmed, he was gone.
That same night the police had to search our house for any evidence and I had to give a full statement to them the next day, also a post mortem examination had to be carried out on our son to try and find a cause of death.
Then we had to arrange his funeral and await the date for his inquest which has now been confirmed for December, also worth noting is that I have got to speak there as a witness.
My girlfriend was 15 weeks pregnant at the time too.
This event decimated what little belief that I had of an afterlife not to mention my will to live my life.
Then one night I had put a jacket on my sons folded up playpen, as I walked through a doorway (within a few milliseconds of time that the playpen was in my vision) the jacket was pulled off the playpen but nobody was there to do it. My son actually did this all of the time while he was here physically by the way, also my 2 cats witnessed this and it was hard to find who was more shocked out of the 3 of us, I've never seen them so freaked out before.
A couple of days later my girlfriend found one of his toys on the floor, no big deal though? Except that for this toy to get on the floor the toy on top of it in the box would have had to be on the floor also, it wasn't it was still in the box!
Then there's the brief movements just out of vision which me, my girlfriend, the cats and our dog have seen at the same time. I won't bother mentioning the L which was drawn in the middle of my big LCD T.V screen, my sons name began with L and there's no way anyone else did it.
There's so much more that has happened but I can't be bothered to post anymore.
The week of my sons death I had an interview for a decent well paid job, the type which can get me somewhere financially. I had to cancel it obviously but within a month I was able to go to the interview, I got the job and I'm still there. Not once have I thought about not going in due to feeling down.
My second son has now been born and is 10 weeks old, we're not finding it nearly as hard as it should be under the circumstances. He likes the photos of his brother so much so that they make him smile, the biggest smile he can achieve infact. He frowns at photos of anyone else so clearly he knows who his brother is, it's not rocket science is it?
But how does he know who he is?
The materialistic view cannot and will not give an explanation for this or the other things mentioned, well they will try but to be frank they will be wrong.
Feel free to call me a "kook" or delusional but remember one thing, people who throw stones shouldn't live in glass houses.
In other words I could say the same for you, there's no evidence to suggest that I am either of those things and the same goes for anyone else.
Also, I'm not the one who is scared to death of the inevitable
, no pun intended
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P.S. Hallucination, delusion or belief does not explain how I've been able to get up, brush myself off and move forward at 100 mph. The materialist view is so pathetic and childish, I can't believe that anybody gets sucked in by it. It's not hard, just apply some true scepticism to it and it just falls apart under it's own weight of BS.
I have applied scepticism to my new found beliefs and the only conclusion which makes sense is the existence of the afterlife, coincidence doesn't cut the mustard as there's been that many that you would be delusional to think it is.
Admittedly this is just someone's story but nevertheless for this person it's worked wonders.
Andy
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