My mother came into the house looking pale, and acting like nothing was wrong with her. She made food for the evening and we ate, she then took a bath and went to bed. Later that night, around eleven o' clock, i was awaken by my father telling me to phone an ambulance, because my mother had fell ill, i did what he asked and ashort while later she was rushed to hospital with him accompanying her. He stayed with her the whole night and came home the next morning, looking devastated. " Your Mother is in a coma" he said in a soft voice, "The docters are running some tests to find out what is wrong with her" he continued, my father started crying. I comforted him, and told him everything was going to be alright, i had to stay strong for both of us ,because my mom and dad are inseperable, and for him being without her even for a day was torment. Later that day we went to visit her and my dad spoke to the docter, he told my father that he didn't know what was wrong but they will keep her under conservation and let us know if or when anything happens.

Three weeks went by, until the docter called telling us to come to the hospital. When we got there he told my father that my mother's heart stopped for a minute and they had to resessitate her. My father could not take it anymore and broke down and cried, it was hard for me also because the thought of losing my mother was extremely hard. Dad went to her bedside while i went to get some coffee. I found him talking to her, he did not see me standing behind him, telling her how much he loved her and how hard the passed three weeks had been at home, he pleaded with her not to die, and that he knew he would not be the father i deserved. He commanded God to spare my mother's life and take his because he is not half the person my mother is. We went home and the next morning we got a call from the hospital again telling us to come quickly, my mother has waken up. We went there and the doctor asked to talk to me and father again before we see my mother. He told us that she flatlined again and we considered dead at 05H00 that morning, but before they could take her to the morgue she regained conciousness and immediately asked for her ciggarettes. The docter said that it was the first time he witnessed something that in his many years of practice.

We were rejoycing with happiness as we took my mother home, but none of us were prepared for what she will tell us next.

She talked about Hills and valley that she saw while she was unconcious, she said she walked with her aunt that died the previous year and the aunt showed her what heaven looked like and showed her where she would stay when she died. My mother said that they walked and walked a long way seeing the most beautiful thing she had ever seen, until they came to a huge river and her confirmed that it was the nile river and they had to cross it to get to the other side they would be able to meet the Master, she said the swam along distance and as she got closer to the side of the river she could see her aunt getting out of the water with great ease, and when she wanted to out.

It's not your time yet, we are waiting for someone else", and she kicked her, so that she fell a long way back into the water and she could suddenly only see a glimpse of her aunt on the other side, and then the water pulled her under and that's when she woke up. My father and i were perplexed about her story, but we were happy she was with us once again.

(My father died from a gunshot wound to the chest three weeks after my mother was released from Hospital)