In coma after fall through iced river but revives

My grandfather owned an old inn on the Ottawa River. My mother was 5 months pregnant at the time and sent me and my 4-year-old brother out to play in the snow. It was March and the snow was starting to melt but the river was still frozen over. She told us not to go down to the river. It's a very big yard so there was plenty of room to play and I believe she believed that we would listen to her. However, we saw the sailboats on the river and wanted to go look at them. So, we went to the river.

I stepped on the ice first and then my brother stepped on the ice. Then the ice cracked and he got up on the bank but I went under the water. My brother screamed that I was in the river and my mom ran down but couldn't see me. So, she ran back and screamed up the stairs to wake her youngest brother to help and he came running down to the river. He saw my snowsuit and pulled me out of the water, laid me on the snow bank and tried to give me mouth to mouth. He eventually said I was gone but my mother insisted that I couldn't be. The ambulance came and took me to the hospital where I was in a coma and given a blood transfusion.

I didn't have any recollection of the actual event. I only learned of it when I saw the scar on my ankle from the blood transfusion. I always had the sense that I was different and that people weren't being their true selves. I always felt the need to help others and was drawn to religion and dreamed of being a nun when I was young. One of the strongest guiding principles was that I felt a strong desire to do something that would help greater humanity.

There was always a lingering memory or presence of a memory that stayed with me but I was only able to describe it years later because I didn't attribute it to being near death because I didn't know that I had almost died. So, once the understanding of what happened to me became clearer the memory became clearer as well.

I was not in my body but somewhere else. In a space that I can only describe as Heaven. Heaven was almost like being in the clouds but I wouldn't say it is this realm. It is another realm. There are not trees or earthly things, just space and it was sort of mystical. I was aware of the presence of someone with me. However, I couldn't see this person. Yet, he was all around me like surround sound and he could speak to me with his mind. We communicated telepathically. He showed me how wonderful life was and to not be afraid. Life is a miracle. He instilled in me an everlasting excitement for life and also gave me an understanding of how I can help others by sharing this excitement. This is all I remember.

Of course, it wasn't my time otherwise I wouldn't be here today. The doctors said it was the ice that saved me by slowing my heart rate down. It is a miracle that I'm alive as I'm sure I was under for a period of time that one normally wouldn't survive given how long it took between falling in the water and getting to the hospital. I'm so grateful to be alive and I try to share the excitement that I felt during my NDE with as many people as I can even if it's just through smiling and showing love. 

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