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The Angel Disguised as a Nurse (Remembering My Sister on her Birthday)

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In January, my great niece messaged me on Facebook from California. She asked me to send photos of my sister, Mary Kaye who died on her 16th birthday. In 1975, Mary Kaye, her boyfriend, and a friend were on their way to a restaurant for the birthday dinner, when a drunk driver ran into their car. My sister’s boyfriend was killed instantly. Mary Kaye died at the hospital. Their friend survived.

With gratitude, I sent several photos of Mary Kaye to my niece and hinted at my curiosity for her interest. My niece told me that her daughter (my great niece who I’ll refer to as D) had recently come home from the hospital after being seriously injured in a car accident. The following events were sent to me through messenger from D and my niece, M.

No family members had been allowed to go to the hospital to see D due to Covid. She felt scared and alone as the nurses prepared her for surgery. Then D saw one nurse standing nearby, not doing anything, just watching her. The nurse didn’t have a name tag on, she was just standing there, so beautiful and smiling at her. It made D feel safe. When she got out of surgery she saw the same nurse again, just standing there smiling at her. She didn’t think much about it but told her mom about the special nurse after she got home.

When D came home from the hospital, she still had a lot of healing to do and struggled with the loss of her friend who died in the accident. D and her mom were lying in bed looking at my pictures on Facebook. When D saw a picture of my sister Mary Kaye, she started crying.

“That’s her! That’s the nurse!” she said.

The nurse standing by to give comfort with her beautiful smile looked exactly like my sister Mary Kaye. We believe it was Mary Kaye, an angel disguised as a nurse.

Today is my sister’s birthday. If she had lived, Mary Kaye would be 64 today. As a teenager, she volunteered at a group home for handicapped children. In the third photo, she’s wearing her yellow and white striped volunteer uniform. If she had lived, I believe Mary Kaye would have been a nurse or worked with children. I am thankful to know that her spirit is alive and well.

Author: JoAnna

An open minded, tree-hugging Jesus follower, former counselor, and life-long lover of animals, I'm returning to my creative roots and have published my first book: Trust the Timing, A Memoir of Finding Love Again as well as the short version: From Loneliness to Love.

44 thoughts on “The Angel Disguised as a Nurse (Remembering My Sister on her Birthday)

  1. What a beautiful story. I wept as I read it. What a lovely experience for your great niece and for you, the sister of an angel.

  2. That gave me chills! So wonderful to receive visits from Spirit!♥️

    • Thanks for the confirmation, Pam. When I heard the story, I was so full of joy and gratitude. 🙂 ❤

      • I’ve never had something like that happen but I have experienced some things that were other worldly so I love to hear similar stories, JoAnna.

        • I’m glad you could relate. As Oneta said, we get occasional glimpses of these kinds of things letting us know there is a bigger picture.

          • The one that sticks with me most, JoAnna, is the time I woke up from a dead sleep to see a spinning ball of purple energy about two feet above my head. I closed my eyes, I opened my eyes, I said, “am I dreaming?” but there is sat, spinning like a planet. Impossibly gorgeous. After about a minute, it slowly faded away. I never figured out what it meant but I was grateful for the connection to the divine which I’m sure it was. ❤️

  3. Incredible and heartwarming story. Thank you for sharing it.

  4. So beautiful!! Sending great thoughts to D for good healing. Thanks for sharing this wonderful story!

  5. This gave me chills. How beautiful. ❤️

  6. This warmed my heart, JoAnne.

  7. Lots of people don’t believe that happens, but I do.

  8. There is much going on in the supernatural world that we only occasionally get glimpses into.

  9. This is beautiful, JoAnna.

  10. A beautiful story, JoAnna. ❤ Hope D is doing well. The dog in the pictures is a remarkable lookalike for the dog we used to have. He was half lab and half chow!

    • Thank you, Cheryl. I am honored to have received this story and grateful to know my sister helped. I think Lobo was mostly German Shepherd but might have had some yellow lab in him.

  11. Isn’t it wonderful how our loved ones can still help when tragedy strikes?

    • Yes, it is wonderful. Thanks for focusing on that aspect of the story! 🙂

      • You bet. That was the key to the whole thing, in my opinion. It’s great to see loved ones help those that are still here. It is really cool to visit with them in the dream state. Have you ever done that?

        • I have not intentionally visited them in my dreams, but they have shown up from time to time.

          • Yeah. It’s terrific when they show up. I caught up with my late grandma (Mom’s side) one evening shortly after her death. She was walking a dog in the park and having a wonderful time. It was nice to see her and say my own goodbye, because I wasn’t there when she passed.

            • I’m very glad you got to see your grandma and that she was walking a dog in the park. Heaven for me would be running through the woods with a pack of all the dogs I’ve ever loved. But a quiet walk with each individual dog would be nice, too.

  12. Even though I guessed where this was going, the hairs still stood up on the back of my head when it was revealed. I trust D is doing well

  13. What a story. My. I believe it. This happens. Thanks for sharing. I wish you well, my sweet.

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