Back in March, I had what I would call a near death experience.
I think I can call it a near death experience even though I didn’t hover over my own body, my heart didn’t stop, and there was no white light or anyone from the other side.
I actually remember almost none of it and am going on the stories that were relayed to me. There was a life flight, a chest tube, and the card on the flowers that my daughter gave me that said, “Mom, thanks for not dying!” All this evidence points me to the conclusion that it was, indeed, a near death experience. Continue reading