A Mother Connects with her Dead Son

This is the story of how a mother connects with her dead son.

Ginny Brock has lived through every mother’s worst nightmare. She received the dreaded phone call that told her that her youngest son, 26-year-old Drew, was in a hospital fighting for his life. Drew did not make it and Ginny was in the depths of despair. Little did she know that it was her deceased son who would save her. She tells her powerful, moving and healing story in By Morning’s Light which opens thus:

“The last time I saw Drew alive, we said goodbye at the railway station on a midsummer afternoon in Springfield, Virginia. The next time I saw him, he was in spirit on a snowy night in Denver.”

1. You had a sense very early on in your life that things are not what they seemed to be. Tell me about that realization.
As a very young child I was getting flashes of memories of another place and time that I couldn’t quite remember. The memories would suddenly flood my senses, filling me with a surge of happiness that felt like soft light, warm, glittering air and the taste of pink icing. When I tried to hold on to them, they just melted away.

2. After what seemed like an idyllic life, you suffered two hard-hitting losses–your husband Walt and your youngest son Drew. How did you get through the early days?

Immediately following both losses, I was numb, unable to grasp the enormity of what had happened. They were both sudden deaths so the anesthesia of shock held me together for a few days. And then, five days after Drew passed, still numb, I saw him. He was alive, living, breathing, and to my horror, distraught and confused. I had to reach him, but he was on another plain that at first seemed unreachable. And then, I realized that I could help him cross over. His father came to meet him and from then on, I had something to hold onto.

3. You left the room even as Drew was dying. Describe that moment and your decision to step out.

On the afternoon that Drew died, I fell asleep on the couch in his hospital room. His brother and sister and her husband were all there with me. We were all exhausted, but I was determined that I would be there at his side, forever if necessary. There was never any question in my mind that I wouldn’t be with him until the end. But when I awoke, suddenly, alerted to the presence of his father in the room, I knew I had to leave. Something was compelling me to leave. It was almost as though I was being pushed out of the room by an invisible force. And I was completely okay with it. Even though I wasn’t there when he left. In many ways I wish I had been there. Many ways. But it wasn’t meant to be and I’m alright with that.

4. How did Drew’s many signs keep you going? Do you think you would have survived the grief without them?

I lived for Drew’s signs that he was still with me. The grief would have been practically impossible to survive without them. I have two other children and seven grandchildren who I still lived for, but without them and the signs, I would gladly have left this earth.

5. Where do you believe heaven and earth collide?

I believe Heaven and earth collided that day we lost Drew. Where Heaven is a place of indescribable  love and joy and beauty, grief is its opposite. To me, the grief of losing a child was pure hell. And these two opposites collided that day, catastrophically.

6. How do we stay open to messages from beyond?

You stay open to messages from beyond by knowing that they are possible. To do that you must first understand that you are an eternal spirit living on earth in a human body. You believe that your spirit never loses contact with where it came from, or with other spirits it knows. Once you get that, you become aware, very aware of spirit’s presence and as you acknowledge it, you allow your sixth sense to kick in by moving aside the powerful physical senses and focusing on the unseen. Always be alert to spirit. Ask for signs. But most of all, TRUST what you’re feeling.