• AP Magazine

    An alternative way to explore and explain the mysteries of our world. "Published since 1985, online since 2001."

  • 1
Encounters of the Unknown—Alternate Perceptions Magazine, February 2017

My Mom Rang Twice

by: Dennis Ambrose

Mom was 98 years old. She was suffering from Alzheimers and a heart condition for the last seven years. I had moved into her apartment five years prior because it was no longer safe for her to live alone. Taking care of her night and day she knew me always by name and often called me her guardian angel.

On the night of November 10th 2016, at 1:30 in the morning, mom developed chest pain. I called the rescue squad and they took her quickly to the hospital. She was having a severe heart attack. My mom died three weeks later in the hospital.

I was with her alone at 4:20 that morning when she passed. She had been in a coma for the last three days. I spent another hour, just mom and I, before I called the nurse. I prayed over mom and cried believing she still heard me. “This is your new birthday and your first step into eternity,” I said to her.

During those past years, we became very close. For several weeks after I visited her grave every day. In all the days and nights I took care of her I asked one important question. I asked her to show me that she still remembered and loved me and that she was happy. From December 2nd until January 13th many strange things occurred. I kept praying the same question over her grave each day. A woman friend showed up at my door who I had not seen in five years. Cathy seemed to always appear during times of tragedy. Objects in my home would again appear after I put them away and the smoke alarm would go off for no logical reason. The nightly dreams of mom began making little sense. I could never understanding anything she said in the dreams. You're making far too much of this I thought. The dead can't hear you. They exist in another time and space and do not look back on earth. In my stupidity and closed mind I failed to realize that love reaches far beyond the grave of earthly time.

On the 8th of January, while standing over mom's grave, I asked out loud a special request. Ring my cell phone twice any time of the day to let me know you're alright. On the morning of January 13th my cell phone rang twice and stopped. I picked my phone up and opened it and noticed there was an incoming call. I pressed the call button but no call appeared. I looked at the clock on the wall. It was Friday, 4:20 in the morning. Sweat began dripping down my face, yet a peaceful feeling came over me not experienced for many years. My mom died at 4:20 on a Friday morning exactly six Friday's earlier. Now I believe that the departed are much closer than I ever imagined. From that point in time all my thoughts and theories of those that passed over were uplifted and secured.

Dennis Ambrose is a noted book author and past contributor to this publication and the well-known FATE magazine. He lives in Vineland, New Jersey.

Monday, August 08, 2022