Patricia D Peterson (Trish)

Seems when I was dying, my Aunt Trish had more better words for me then her. I needed a heart transplant and was gasping for air at her house with all my relatives standing by. I got cold. couldn't stop shivering but Aunt Trish made sure I was warm. She knew I was bad. My Aunt Trish then asked me as I was rolled up in a house blanket on a chair, "Brad, we will both be healed someday and we will dance together". I smiled and 5 days later I was in U of M Intensive Care dying. That was early November 1994. On 1/18/95 I received the gift of life. My new heart was strong. I love my Aunt Trish. I wanted her to have the same miracle. I just wanted to dance with her as I hadn't had the breath to do this before. My Aunt called me on the phone and told me some life changing things. No, I won't repeat. The words were meant for me and me only. That's the way I'll keep it. I smile and I smile and I smile:))) When I think of her. to this day, I have not had that bright of smile and it makes me sad. I believe in another world/Heaven Some are Cynical but I say that I will never lie. I will keep my promise and dance with my Aunt Trish again. The music will be Wonderful.