(bryanism Repost on: Intuitive Experiences--->I Just Want to Kiss You)
It was not too long ago at the gymn, after I had worked out and finished dressing, when I ran into a neighbor named Frank, who was just arriving. 
Through previous conversation with Frank, I already knew that his mother was in a nursing home, somewhat sickly and 'hanging on;' and although intuitively I 'knew' more than I let on, I still asked, "How is your mother, Frank?" 
"Bryan, she just came out of a two-week coma!" he exclaimed, but then quickly grew sullen. 
Sensing an opportunity to affirm, I continued with vim and anticipation, "But did you ask her where she had been?" 
He turned with a strange look, answering, "Why, yes, I did." 
I asked, "What did she say?" 
"Well, she said she was with God." 
"She WAS with God." I affirmed and then continued, as if I was there with them the whole time, "But Did you know NOT EVEN God at first could convince your mother that if she came to the other side, she'd still be close to you?" 
I chuckled and continued, speaking for God, as if I couldn't believe the full discourse myself,"He told your mother, that when she comes to this side, she can be within your soul and feel your heart beat!' 
And to be fair, I continued on his mom's behalf, explaining her point of view, "But she didn't believe, Frank, saying nothing could be as fulfilling as a real physical embrace between a mother and son; and that in spirit (form) she'd have no arms to hold you!" 
I went on explaining to Frank this sensational conversation, that had literally taken place during the whole time his mom was in a coma, "After a while, God explained enough to your mom and in such a way that she was finally convinced!" 
I admit, I went a bit dramatic, wanting to save the best part (of the story) for last, "Yet your mother had one more request of God, before she'd transition -- a blessing she'd earned for living a good life. She wanted to come back to earth one more time in order to feel you through her physical body" 
I literally described her return to earth as a huge fete, a true miracle in and of itself, before admitting with my shoulders shrugged and palms facing upward, "Frank, as far as this story goes, I'm afraid I've told you all that I know." 
And so right there in the locker room Frank picked up the story where I left off, to show that he believed in all I had said, and without a shadow of doubt continued, "and when mom awoke from her coma, and after I had asked where she'd been, all mom would say was, 'Come over here...I just want to kiss you....'"