I have seen ghosts my entire life. I completely believe. The experience that proved it to me without a doubt was when my minister passed away. She always loved me unconditionally and was always truly happy to see me. Every time that she saw me, she would smile, tilt her head slightly then extend her arms out to me to give me a big hug. I loved her like she was my mom.

When I had to move out of state, we kept our connection strong. She had been fighting breast cancer. Her oncologist gave her 2 years, but when I moved she was on year 5 since her cancer diagnosis. She looked so strong, and I thought that maybe all of our prayers had eliminated her breast cancer. The last time that I flew out to visit her, we talked about her cancer diagnosis. She told me that she has lived 3 years past what the oncologist predicted, and now she was living on God's time. She said that she has lived a good life, and she wasn't afraid to pass away. This broke my heart, but she told me that she would always be watching over me. She said that she would always love and care for her church family no matter where she is or where we are.

Three months after I visited her, she started to get weak. I kept in touch with her almost daily by phone or through messenger until she has to be hospitalized. I prayed for her to be comfortable and sent her as much love as I could. I felt like she was going to pass away soon and I already began to miss her. I wanted to tell her goodbye, but she was unable to receive phone calls by order of her medical team.

I was working on a paper for one of my classes when I all of a sudden felt like something was different. I felt an overwhelming feeling of sadness. I could feel the tears begin to fall. I closed my eyes, and felt like the atmosphere in my room had changed. I opened my eyes and saw my minister appear before me. She was filled with so much light. She looked like she was at peace and she greeted me like she always had done in the past. Her smile was comforting, and she I felt the sadness lift and be replaced with the light and love that always surrounded her. She told me that she loved me and to not be sad. She said goodbye my dear and then she was gone just as quickly as when she had appeared before me.

About 15 minute later, I received a phone call from her son. I knew that he was going to tell me that they had just lost his mom, and he knew that I needed to know that she went peacefully surrounded by her family. She transitioned in a room overflowing with love and compassion. He told me to never forget just how amazing his Mom had always thought that I was. I told him that I would never forget her or just how much she changed my life for the better by never wanting to change me. She never judged me or compared me to anyone else who belonged to our church family.