Moving Up

Those of you who attended my last session with Sanaya in The Villages may remember Frank Pfeifenroth.  He came to the front of the room at that session (wearing his signature black cowboy hat) as a testament to the power of love.  You see, Frank surprised his family and friends by being kicked out of hospice.  Even though riddled with cancer, he rallied long enough to reunite with his sons and to say everything they needed to say. 

I just learned from his son that Frank passed yesterday.  I know that the past month shared with his family was a very special time for all of them. 

Frank had no fear of death.  In fact, he was looking forward to it.  His beloved wife Lisa preceded him across the veil two years ago.  She had a lot to say to him in a reading we shared a year ago, and again just last month.  She told me a lot of things I couldn't know, like the fact that Frank had a watch with Mickey Mouse on the face, just so we would both know it was her.  And then she gave him a lot to look forward to when he joined her in the next chapter of his life.

Throughout his sickness, Frank maintained an amazing and admirable attitude.  He told me he considered his death a promotion.  I know he's right, and I know that he earned that promotion by sharing his love with others.  Enjoy yourself, Frank.  Say "Hi" to Lisa for me.  And remember what we talked about ... I'll be watching for you!