My father-in-law passed away this morning around 11:10.
I closed the studio, and went to see him with Shirley and my mother-in-law. Started all the paper searching and contacting. Meeting at the funeral home tomorrow. Still a lot of details to be knocked out.
I just knew it was going to be today. The first song that popped into my head in the shower this morning was "Looking Through My Father's Eyes", which was the first song I heard on the radio when I got to Maryland for my Dad's funeral.
Shirley had been doing work from home (or in the hospital or hospice rooms), and needed to replenish the information she had. For some reason, she felt like she really needed to do that this morning instead of waiting another day. It was while in route back up this way that she got the call.
Like I said, I was not surprised. In fact, her feeling this great need to go to the office told me that he did not want her there when he passed. He and other spirits manipulated her feelings so that had priority.
When we got to the hospice center, I had a moment where I let Shirley and her Mom into the room while I stayed out. I really did not want to go in. after a couple of minutes I felt like I was shoved in there to use some energies to help. He was standing in the corner by the window watching. I expect I will see him around a lot the next few days.