Half an hour

Elizabeth Mulligan

If all the time I had left were thirty minutes, first I would have no fear of death; this may be due to the fact that I had a near death experience when I was only eleven years old.

Blood poisoning was the reason as to why I had a full blood transfusion on that day. My age now is forty-nine but I can recall this as though it happened yesterday. Some people claim they have been lucky enough to have a sighting and I am one of them. I was, I am told, deeply unconscious when my blood was being changed, but I was very aware of a bright light and my moving towards it. An old gentleman came towards me with a baby in his arms wrapped in a white shawl and as he approached I had this feeling of a great weight being lifted off my shoulders and immediately felt at peace - a great peace.

As the old man came closer the baby he was holding became older until he was now walking by the old mans side. That boy became familiar to me in a bonding way that was even stronger than the one I had with my four brothers and two sisters, we have always shared a strong family bond but this connection was different. As they walked even nearer I could sense that I knew both the old man and the blonde haired boy. ... (continues)