I can’t recall exactly how long it was after my son passed away that I stumbled upon an advertisement in the local newspaper for a “spiritual gallery” featuring a psychic medium who promised to connect people with their deceased loved ones. I made a reservation under a shortened version of my name and paid in cash upon my arrival. There was no way for her to conduct any background check on me.
The medium, a petite woman named Sarah with long hair and a kind demeanor, was also a former member of the U.S. Marine Corps. She seemed quite nervous and mentioned it was her first time hosting an event of this nature. Clutching a large Diet Coke from a fast-food restaurant, she took frequent sips and pauses throughout the session.
I had experienced readings with various psychic mediums both before and after my encounter with Sarah. Some were well-known and had their own television shows, while one charged an embarrassing amount of money. Most of these readings began with vague statements and what felt like fishing for information. I typically waited for them to provide that one undeniable detail that only I would know. This had happened with renowned psychics and even the pricey ones, but it was the unassuming Sarah who shared the most intimate and unexpected insights.
Sarah began the session with a prayer using her rosary. Initially, her remarks felt rather generic, but then she mentioned that my mother was present along with a young male relative. She described the boy running around, emphasizing his desire to show me that he could move freely again—something my son lost the ability to do before he passed away from a brain tumor at the tender age of ten. Sarah relayed a message that my son wanted me to give his toys to his little brother, a detail I had not shared with her. She also expressed surprise that there wasn’t a little sister at home yet!
Although I was touched, I remained skeptical. I was still waiting for that irrefutable, specific detail that would confirm it was indeed my son speaking. Then it happened. After taking another long sip from her Diet Coke, Sarah asked if I ever cracked my son’s toes. In an instant, I was in tears.
Who cracks another person’s toe knuckles? It’s a quirky, private habit that should remain within the family, yet somehow Sarah knew that my son and I shared this playful moment. When I asked her how she knew, she simply replied, “He cracked my toe.” A woman in the front row confirmed she heard it crack during my reading.
As the session wrapped up, Sarah reassured us that our loved ones are always nearby, continually leaving us signs. Their version of heaven involves watching over us and wanting us to find happiness.
A well-known psychic with a television show once told me that everyone is meant to have one life-changing reading that astonishes them, after which they should move on. However, that’s not what transpired for me. I yearned for Sarah to be a direct line to my son. I was both desperate and hopeful, wanting to connect with him regularly. Over the next three years, I returned to her galleries every few months, often noticing familiar faces. I longed to know if my son was with us during family gatherings and wanted to feel whole again. I also sought more signs—clear, unmistakable ones. But as I continued my visits, the messages from Sarah grew less insightful over time.
I eventually came to understand that my expectations were unrealistic. Sarah wasn’t a direct line to my son; her role was to remind me that love transcends all barriers, even death—a truth I have come to embrace. Years later, the birth of my daughter (just as Sarah had predicted!) finally helped lift the weight of my grief, but the journey began with the solace I found at her spiritual gallery.
I realize this method of coping may not resonate with everyone, and it shouldn’t replace the essential work of processing grief, but my experience helped me feel connected to my son and reassured me that he was at peace—wherever that may be.
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Summary:
In the aftermath of losing her son, Elara Hayes sought comfort from a psychic medium named Sarah. During a spiritual gallery session, Sarah provided personal messages that connected Elara with her son, ultimately aiding her healing process. Through her experiences, Elara realized the importance of love that transcends death and found solace in the belief that her son was at peace. While her journey may not be conventional, it exemplifies how different coping mechanisms can provide comfort during profound grief.