I lost the love of my life of 26 years to Lung Cancer.  John & I married young & raised two terrific kids together. Our feelings for each other was just like our wedding song, Endless Love.   That is what we were to each other, endless love. After 25 years of marriage we still hug and kiss hello or goodbye. When we walked together or just sat next to each other we were always holding hands.Then on a warm spring day in April my world changed.

 

With our family and friends in the room John opened his eyes. I took his hand and told him that I was with him. He slightly squeezed my hand and he was gone. In one moment I lost the love of my life. We had been together since I was 18. How in the world do I live without him?

All of a sudden  our house seem too big and empty without him. I miss seeing him coming in through the door at the end of the day. The nights were the hardest. I found it hard to fall asleep without him. I kept wondering if John made it to heaven and was he OK? I needed to know this. There was nothing I could do to make it better. I started to where John’s watch to feel closer to him. I missed my daily hug and kiss from him so I placed a picture of him on the refrigerator and hug the fridge while I get the picture a good morning or goodnight kiss. I started to feel him with me daily but I didn’t know was it him or my mind playing tricks on me because I missed him so much.

It was then my mother read in the local paper that Matt Fraser was coming into town she wanted to know if I wanted to go. My mother was very close to John and she was missing him as if she was missing her own son. I jumped at the chance of maybe John would come through at the show. No such luck at first. It took almost 3 years of going to Matt’s show before something happened. Matt came up to me and said I want you to know your dad is here today. Huh? What? My mind was stuck. My dad?

Matt went on to tell me your father knows you are waiting for someone else but he wanted to connect with you today. He is holding a baby in his arms. Does this make sense? I said yes I lost the baby in a miscarriage and my twin sister died two weeks before we were born. Matt went on to let us know my dad watches over us and everyone is safe in heaven. At the end of the night both my mother and I were happy with the reading.

I was sure John was going to come through with the next show with Matt. The show with Matt came to our area. I just knew John would come through. And he did!   It was the last reading of the night. Matt had the whole row stand up. He looked right at me and said did you lose your husband?   Yes! John was going to let me know he was OK! I then told Matt yes. He looked right at me and said are you wearing your husband’s watch?  (The watch was not showing it was covered up by my coat!) I showed him the watch and gave a brief explanation on why I was wearing it.   Matt was spot on with everything! He said your husband didn’t want to die and fought very hard to live. I told him yes. Then Matt looked at me with a smile and   And says what’s with the picture? Your husband keeps showing me a picture does this mean anything to you? I started to laugh  I went on to tell Matt & the room that I missed John so much that I have his picture on the fridge to kiss and a hug the fridge thinking that it’s John because I miss his hugs so much.

The room laughed I laughed I could feel John smiling at me. Matt then went on to tell me   John is with me and he just leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek! My endless love is still with me! I can remember after the show I kept telling my mother he came through! He came through!

It’s been a few months since the reading. I don’t feel as alone as I did before. I still miss him and kiss his photo and hug the refrigerator every day. It’s still the closest way I can hug him back when I can feel him hugging me. I am so glad Matt wants to share his family gift to help others like me who are missing their love ones thank you Matt!

 

I never expected a reading from Matt. I have enjoyed going and seeing others experience what I thought must have been an incredible joy to hear from their loved ones. My sister, Judy, had passed just 11 months prior to this particular event and I have missed her every day. I was her primary caregiver up until the last 18 days of her life when she was hospitalized and I’ve never felt right about some things. Ive always felt that I should have pushed harder, taken her to different doctors, done something differently. I’ve felt alone and as if I’d let her down. My message from her was very clear!

It was very specific to Jude. ? Matt is really quite amazing. I have been to see him before. This particular night he also spoke with 2 friends, one about his brother and father and the other about her infant son.

He was almost done and had gone from the row I was seated in to the back of the room saying “I need to come back here because there has been someone here all night”. He had the back row of guests stand and began to speak to them and ask questions. Of course we were all turned around in our chairs so we could see him. He asked “Who is cleaning off the grave?”

I didn’t speak at first because I felt he was too far away and it couldn’t be meant for me.  Then he turned around, looked directly at me, made eye contact and asked again “Who here has recently been cleaning off or sweeping a grave? I see someone almost frantically doing this.”

He had turned and made direct eye contact with me. I felt like someone had slapped me in the back of the head (literally) so I spoke up and told him I had.

(This is the backstory, not shared with him or anyone! Just a few weeks before I had a mini breakdown when I went to the cemetery to bring an arrangement and there was so much snow and ice I couldn’t be sure if I was at the right spot. I dug through the snow until my hands bled, broke a snow brush from my car and finally just stopped. Exhausted and half hysterical. I went back to the car and called my husband sobbing.

When I got off the phone I went to visit our old neighbors for a while and unbeknownst to me at the time, my husband called my oldest son who went to the cemetery and finished what I had started. I later returned to find it cleared off and the arrangement placed on top. The only people who knew of that were myself, my husband and son. We had never spoken of it with anyone.)

Matt looked at me, pointed at me and said “YES! It’s you!” He came back and had our row stand and went on telling me ” She is here for you, she’s been back there all night just waiting! She wants me to acknowledge that she sends you signs all the time that she is still with you, but that you sometimes doubt them or think it’s just coincidence. She’s telling me to tell you it’s not.” ( Fact, I get feathers, coins and specific songs and phrases ALL THE TIME that I brush off)

I was shaking like a leaf!

He then said ” now this woman is older than you, and she took care of you but I don’t think it’s your mother, am I right? She wants you to know that she is still with you and she is still taking care of you”.

At that point I told him that both my mother and sister were buried together. Nothing else.

He said ” I feel like there is an important Anniversary coming up.” This person was usually the picture of health, I see her as a fighter, did she beat cancer once?” I acknowledged that she had. And said that the anniversary of my sisters death was March 2nd, but I didn’t say how many years.

Then he started gesturing around his abdomen saying ” there was a misdiagnosis or it took way too long to get a diagnosis or something and it was too late to for the doctors to anything. But she wants you to know that she is okay, she’s not angry and she knows that you did everything you could to help her. Do you understand that?” All I could do was shake my head. Then, still gesturing and his hand going in a circle around his abdomen he said “There was a growth, a mass or a tumor or something but it was unusual. Did it grow around something? I feel like it strangled or choked something off and that is why she died. Did she have cancer? I feel like she had cancer but there was something unusual about it”

I told him that yes, she had pancreatic cancer.

He said “But she didn’t die just because of the cancer, it was this twisting, choking thing that complicated it, do you understand that? Does that make any sense to you?” All I could do was nod. I was a mess! In fact she had blood clot, caused by the cancer, that choked off her portal vein.

“He then said “She was a real fighter, this one wasn’t she? (Laughing) I sense that she really didn’t want to give up and even though the doctors and everyone said one thing she is telling me that she proved them wrong! Do you know what that is about?” I literally choked out that after they told us she might have 3 days she fought for 17 more! So many of our loved ones have passed in the month of February and Judy was determined she wasn’t going to be one of them! Matt came closer to me then, I was about to fall over, and held my hand. He kept saying over and over to me “your sister wants you to know that she did not want to leave you and that she loves you and is still here with you. She wants you to know that she is still taking care of you and watching over you.”

Then he sort of giggled! And he said ” She is singing to me! Well, I don’t know if it’s to me! Do you know “You are my sunshine”? Is there significance to that because she is singing it!” I laughed out loud! I wasn’t really surprised! I told him how just a year ago we all were gathered in her hospital room and she wanted to sing the old songs like we did when we were younger. And the fact that she chose that one at that particular moment is significant because that is what she always sang to (my son) Jason! Jason was always her special “sunshine” and I wasn’t surprised that she would want to send him a message too.

Then it was his turn to be surprised! He said “Wait, are you telling me she JUST passed a year ago? Not even a year ago?” I acknowledged that and he went on to say how incredibly special it was that she was coming through. That I should indeed understand and accept that she is always with me because it is very rare for visits so soon after death, especially a lingering death.

Then he said “What the hell are you doing?!” And started laughing! He said “Ok, what’s with the boobs?” And was gesturing like he was pushing up boobs. ? He said “Did she have really big boobs or like to make jokes about her boobs or something? She is doing this (gesturing as if he had boobs) and she is laughing!” OMG! My sister Judy was the most modest person ever! I couldn’t even imagine so I said no, no, I don’t have any idea what that could all be about.

He took my hand again and said “Listen, she really wants you to hear this, she loves you, she really didn’t want to leave you and she’s still with you. She wants you to laugh again. She has been waiting in the back of the room all night to tell you, because it’s that important.”  This would have been SO typical of my sister to stand in the wings to be sure everyone else got to hear from their loved ones first!

Then he finished up and thanked everyone and was done.

I went to see him afterward to get his book signed (because after that how could I not?!) and he just started laughing and said “You’ve got to figure out this boob thing because she’s still here with you and she just keeps laughing and doing this!” and he was gesturing again! LOL

After I got home and told Rob all about it and everything we were finishing dinner when my girlfriend that I had gone with messaged to make sure I was alright. She texted ” Gee have you figured out the boob thing yet?”

And as I was about to type “No I don’t have a clue” I had a very clear image of what it was!

There is a photo of her with my oldest daughter, at about 6-8 years old, Judy has on a sweater and under the sweater she had stuffed 2 massive balloons! She said at the time “When I’m gone, this is how you’ll remember me and you’ll laugh!” We always laughed over that memory and every time the picture would surface she would say the same thing!

I immediately called my daughter to tell her and even she remembers it and Auntie saying that!

So, needless to say, it was a very emotional evening. I truly never expected anything to happen, not that I wasn’t hopeful. I will tell you, my heart is in a different place today. ❤

I feel like I’ve been given another incredible gift. I no longer take signs for granted! In fact, I get incredible joy from each and every one and I know she IS still here taking care of me and we will be together again one day. In the meantime, I’ll enjoy the signs she sends. ❤️There are just so many things that Matt could not possibly have known about, starting with “who was cleaning off a grave? 

I feel so blessed to have received this gift from Matt! I will forever be thankful!

Oh, and I have to tell you about my tattoo! Because her words (in her handwriting) are permanently etched on my arm! As I was cleaning out her house after her death I came across a note addressed to me in her nightstand 7 months after she passed. I had been contemplating a different tattoo in her memory when I found it. I’d been in the drawer before many times and had just not seen it  (?) coincidence? I think not!

It reads: “God was so good to me you were here when I needed you most. I didn’t mean to leave you so soon. Know that I loved you dearly, and didn’t want to leave you ~ ” kind of eerie that Matt spoke those same words to me.

I know how blessed I have been, but truthfully, experiencing others on the receiving end of Matt’s gift is incredible too. Everyone should open their minds and hearts to experience this. It is truly life changing!

I was 18 years old at the time of my mothers passing. My biggest struggle was learning how to live without her. I was upset she wasn’t going to be there for major milestones in my life. I was especially upset when I found out I had been accepted late into a nursing program she knew I wanted to be in. Previous months before I learned about my acceptance there, she watched me open my rejection letter from them. Not being able to tell her in person about the news really upset me for a while. I have always believed in the gift of mediumship but I had not tried seeing a medium until almost a year after her passing.

My aunt was the one who told me about Matt. When she saw he was coming to Massachusetts, she bought tickets for six of my family members to attend.  The date we went to see him was September 11th, 2016. What I loved about that was 9/11 is a number I had been repetitively seeing for a long time. I knew that seeing Matt on that day was a sign from my angels. I was unsure if I was going to get a reading but when he walked up to me I was starstruck. He immediately connected with my mom. Even though I was already a believer in mediums, there were 2 validations from him that really made me say “wow”.  Matt told me he saw my mom sitting on a couch reading letters. He asked what that meant to me. Well, from the day she (my mom) passed, I wrote letters in a journal to her. No one knew that. It was just something I kept to myself. That validation blew me away and I was so happy she knew about the letters I was writing for her.  The second validation is that he said she was showing him lots of flowers. Well, we had a celebration of life for her and had everyone take home a memory card with seeds to plant in her memory. That was just really beautiful to me.  Matts information besides those two details were accurate and I knew it was my 100% my mom. I cried many happy tears and had a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. It helped me show that she really is watching over me and knows what I am up to.

After my reading, I had fewer days of being sad and angry about my moms passing. I continue to look for all the signs from her and kept up with writing her letters. I have a greater sense of peace after hearing from her. People should attend Matt’s events because even the shortest messages he delivers stick with you forever. Its really healing to see others get their closure and peace as well. In the future I hope to attend more of Matt’s events and learn more about mediumship and spirituality.

It will be a year ago tomorrow, June 25th that my mother passed and I know she is telling me to write my story.

My story began last year when my girlfriend had told me that she and her family/friends were going to see Matt Fraser in Rockland, MA.   I thought to myself, here we go again, another psychic….I’m not going, they freak me out!  So, I told her to have a great time and let me know if anyone comes through for her.

My mother had just passed away about a week before, and I was just feeling very depressed and just unsure of everything around me.   In any event, at the last minute, my girlfriend called me and told me that they had an extra ticket because one of the girls couldn’t make it and urged me to go.  She said “it will be fun”, so I said what the heck.  I went not expecting anything at all.

We arrived at the venue and took our seats and Matt walked into the room.  I found him quite entertaining and not anything like I expected.  He was funny and he seemed very genuine.  He walked around the room from person to person telling them of their experiences and I was in awe.   I noticed that we kept making eye contact, but thought nothing of it at the time until well into the program when he flew from across the other side of the room and stood right before me and said “you in the stripe shirt stand up, your mother is driving me crazy”!   I stood up and Matt  began to tell me that I wasn’t supposed to be there, and that the reason I was was that my Mom made it happen.  She had something to say to me.  My mother had only been gone for about a week or so, and Matt said it was unusual for anyone to come through so soon because Heaven has a lot of paperwork to do.  Matt began to tell me that my Mom said she appreciated everything I did for her, that she always did her best for the family and especially at the Funeral Home fixing her pearls and dress!  I almost died myself when I heard this!  How could Matt ever have known this?

He went on to say that she helped me with getting my “Spanx” on which I laughed so hard because Matt had no idea was Spanx were.  He said Mom was there helping me get them on..lol.   He also told me that she was unhappy where she was buried in the cemetery which concerned me, but when I stopped to think…he was right!  Mom wanted to be buried in a mausoleum.  I told Matt to tell her, she should have left more money!  He then went onto tell me so many things about my Mom and the things we did and then my Dad came through as well.  I was completely blown away by this time!  Matt told me all about my Dad and the color blue ,and every time I see the color blue, it’s my Dad coming through.   There is not one room in my home that I don’t have blue….my favorite color, and always has been.  He told me about the wonderful places we lived and visited and how those were the best times of my Dad’s life.  Matt was spot on on even the places we went!  Needless to say, I was completely dumbfounded by his reading, and left with such an uplifting feeling in my heart knowing that both my Mom and Dad had come through.  How lucky can one get?  Since that time, I have had many signs from my Mom and Dad….Dad seems to come through much more with pennies, and when I need him, a certain song that he used to sing to me that I haven’t heard since I was a little girl will come on the radio at the oddest times!

I am a true believer Matt, that you have that special connection with Heaven and everyone there.  I could see it in your eyes the minute you walked in the room at the venue!  I can’t thank you enough for making me feel so very special, and knowing that my Mom and Dad are exactly where they are supposed to be….together and happy in Heaven!

Yvonne

p.s.   I already have my ticket for the next time you return to Rockland!