How the Dead Communicate with us – It’s a true story
She has a normal life; she was a woman who loved so much her own son, whom she gave birth when she was 42.
When she found out that she has some serious heart disease, she started to take medicine immediately, and she never gave up.
Many people know her, respect her, and love her.
After a while, some problems with her property arise and she had a very long court process for return the part of the apartment that belongs to her.
She was waiting for the final decision for years.
All the time she warned his son that, after her death, he could expect that her sisters, with whom she had a very good relation, would come and ask for their part.
He didn’t believe her.
He was a taxi driver, he had his own family, he likes cars…
M. died suddenly, but the day before she died, she put her pictures and flowers all around the apartment.
Very soon, his aunts came to ask for their part of the apartment.
They suggested him to sell the apartment and reimburse them.
They threatened him with a court trial.
He didn’t have easy life.
He had children, his wife was unemployed… It was a very hard time for him…. And his aunts asked for a lot of many, an amount which he was not able to pay. His salary was not big enough.
But he and his wife decided that they will reimburse his aunts.
They started to save.
Almost all what he had earned as a taxi driver, he gave them.
But, once, he didn’t have enough money for another rate.
The day of payment was coming, but he couldn’t save enough.
He didn’t earn enough. He already got onto debt. He couldn’t find the way out… What to do????
It was autumn.
It was almost dark.
He was working.
He was driving a taxi and thinking about money.
He had only short tours, and earned almost nothing.
How to earn enough for tomorrow? How?
He was desperate.
Then, a woman with an umbrella has stopped him.
She seated on the back, and told him the address – she wanted to go to the Zvezdara Street.
He always watches his clients, but this woman, he didn’t look at.
He was driving in silence.
They didn’t talk.
When he came to the destination, he stopped, said the price, the woman left the money, said “Thank you and Goodbye” and got off the car.
He continued to drive.
But then, suddenly, he took a look, and he saw a lot of money on the back seat.
He was shocked.
He thought that he was dreaming.
He saw a lot of money… all the big notes on the seat.
When he counted it, he was shocked again…. It was exactly how much he needs for the rate.
He changed the direction.
He went back to the Zvezdara Street, looking for the woman.
But she was not there… He called her: “Mum, mum, where are you? I know that it was you!”.
He didn’t know does he dream or not, is he insane or not… what is going on… but he was sure that that woman was his mother.
He was driving around, looking for her, but she was not there anymore.
He was desperate and angry why he didn’t look at her carefully while she was in the car.
He has always done that. Why he didn’t do that this time?
It was his mother…. She knows precisely how much money does he need. She helped him.
He came back home.
He was pale, desperate, shocked.
His wife thought that he had a car accident.
He couldn’t talk.
When he told her what happened, he was crying all the time.
He showed her the money.
They both know that it was her – his dead mother.
She helped him, like she is alive.
He couldn’t sleep the all night.
He was driving around, hopping that he will maybe see her again.
But he didn’t.
His aunts came on time and took the money.
They were in a good mood.
He started to earn more.
During the time, he paid all the rates.
The apartment is now his.
It was many years ago, but he has never forget his mother and the money she gave him, when he needs it the most.
P.S. M., when you read this story, don’t be angry on me why I published it. I had to. Your name is not mentioned.
Please, forgive me, I really loved your mother, like my really own, and like many other people who knows her.
We would never forget her.