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I could hear my lungs crackling and felt sharp, shooting pains. When I let go of my first breath, I found that I had to take another one. I didn't understand that at all, but I didn't want to experience the pain of my first breath again. But slowly the pain subsided.
The nurse cleaned me up with a washcloth before giving me to my mother. The cloth had felt rough and abrasive on my physical body—much different from the gentle spiritual touch I had been used to, and the soft security of my mother's womb. After a few minutes, they took me away and laid me in a crib for the night. But I was taken to my mother's room about four or five times a day, and it was there that I felt again the warmth and love of my mother, as she held me close and spoke softly to me. Now I could see and smell her, and listen to her sing lullabies to me—I was so happy I chose to come to earth. It was tow or three days later that we left the hospital for home.
I remember my mother holding me up to see my new home when we arrived there. "This is the house where you're going to live," she said to me. My vision was blurry, but I recognized the house from when the escort angel had brought me there some months earlier. We went inside, and everyone gathered around to look at me. My mother laid me on the bed while my grandmomma prepared my baby cradle: an old trunk they covered with blankets and surrounded with chairs so I wouldn't roll off and fall onto the floor.
Being in the house again brought memories of things my angel guide had shown me in the Life Book, and sometimes I knew what was going to take place before it happened. I also recognized everyone's voice, but the only face I could see clearly was my momma's. All the other faces looked as though they had a veil of thick fog in front of them. I believe this was to help me bond with my mother, and not be confused by other faces. These veils remained for about three weeks, until my angel guide spoke to me in my mind, telling me she would remove them. After that, I saw everyone very clearly.
One day when I was very tired and fussing because I couldn't go to sleep, I heard my angel guide's voice again in my mind. "Just relax and you will be able to sleep," she said soothingly. I began to relax just at the sound of her voice. "I won't be seeing you for a while," she added. Although I knew it was time for both of us to let go, and I was excited to live my life on earth, I was also sad that I would not be speaking with my angel guide as frequently as I was used to. It would be six years before I saw my sweet angel guide again.

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Foreword by Betty J. Eadie