I lost my son July 25, 2024, and after 8 long months of grieving and feeling like I just didn't want to be here anymore, I decided to take a handful of pills and lay down on my kitchen floor so that my husband would find me in the morning. I remember taking the pills and laying down on the kitchen floor and praying for whatever was supposed to happen. I guess I must have fallen asleep or died, I'm not sure which, but the next thing I knew I could see my body.

I was raised above myself and could see my body lying on the floor. It was so weird because I was trying to get back to it, but something kept pulling me up. It wasn't like a vacuum sucking me up, it was slow but fast, and there was a very bright light. I saw so many different colors and they were colors that I'd never seen before in my life.

I was looking around trying to figure out where I was, and I saw somebody walking towards me. I could recognize him from a mile away—it was my son. I knew it was, and I said, “Sage, is that you?” He said, “Yeah, Mom, it's me.” He walked towards me and met me and took my hand. He led me and sat me down and he said, “Mom, what are you doing? It’s not your time. I know you miss me and I miss you so much, and as glorious as it is to see you today, you're not supposed to be here. I'm sorry, but I have to go, and I have to send you back.” I said, “But I don't want to go back. I want to stay here with you.” He said, “You can't, Mom. It isn't your time. You still have things you need to do.” I said, “Well, can I hold you and kiss you before I leave?” He said, “You can do whatever you want,” and he laid his head on my lap, and I played with his hair while he looked at me with that smile that he always gave me. I just knew he was at peace—I felt it in his body, I felt it in his touch, I felt it in his smell. He said, “I'm sorry, Mom, I have to go now. I will be waiting for you, and you will know what your purpose is.”

Before this happened, I used to meditate and when I did, I would always see Sage. He would take my hand and lead me to a bench and we would have our conversations. In the NDE when he came to me, he led me to that very same bench. I felt an enormous peace and tranquility and so much love—so very much love. Once he told me I had to go back, I woke up in the hospital. In awe.