G.A.M. Part 3

The moment G.A.M. finally revealed who he belonged to, was bitter sweet for me. A realization that he wasn’t mine, he belonged to someone I care about. I love being a Medium to help people find answers and to help spirits have a voice, but this time was different. G.A.M. was a part of my life for over a year and giving him up was like giving up a part of me that I had grown so familiar and accustomed to.

My hair appointment started like it usually did. “J” and I were catching up on what had been going on in our lives since the last time we saw each other. Then I feel a spirit. This spirit is just making themselves known, but not enough to get any information. I am just distracted at this point, but as my appointment progresses, the spirit’s energy gets more intense. I still cannot get a sense of who this spirit is, and I am becoming very anxious.

“J” then moves me to the sink to wash the color out of my hair. As she is washing my hair,  I sense and see G.A.M. standing next to her. I was confused at first. What is G.A.M. doing here? Then he says to me, “‘J’ is my daughter.” I about fainted! I couldn’t even wrap my head around what was happening. I was light headed and my stomach felt like I was on a roller coaster. Then I thought, “What is ‘J’ going to do?”

“J” took me back to her space and I looked her in the face and said, “I think your Dad is here with us.” I knew her dad had passed away when she was a young girl, but I did not know the details. The look on “J’s” face was pure shock. She just froze. G.A.M. on the other hand had plenty to say and wanted her to hear his message now. He kept hitting the inside of his left arm with his right hand while saying, “tattoo.” So I tell “J” this and she turns over her arm and lifts her sleeve to show me a tattoo she has on the inside of her left arm. It was a tattoo she had done in remembrance of her dad.

I then describe what he looks like and she says I am right. Then I asked her if her Dad always wore shorts, a button-up shirt, and flip flops. She starts to cry. Then I ask if he died of a heart attack, and she says, “Yes.” I told her that he has been with me for over a year, but wouldn’t tell me who he belonged to. He has become my guardian angel and I named him, “Guardian Angel Man.” I then wanted to know if she had a picture of him.

“J” did have a picture. I started to cry when I saw it. It was my G.A.M. She told me his name is “M” and I cried some more. Now he was bugging me to give her a message, and this is where things get tricky. It was about “J’s” husband. G.A.M. hated him and thought he was not good for his daughter. At that point, I had never heard “J” say anything bad about her husband. They had not been married very long. So, I ignored what G.A.M. wanted me to say and asked “J” if she had any questions for her Dad.

She first wanted to know if he was proud of her. Of course he was, he was just so sorry he wasn’t there in person for the events in her life. Then “J” wanted to know if he was at her wedding and what he thought of her husband. G.A.M. was at her wedding and said she looked beautiful … here is where I lied to her … I told her he said he really liked her husband and wants nothing but happiness for them both. “J” just kind of gave me a weird look, which will make sense later. All I could think was, lying is going to bite me in the butt, and will cause me alot of anguish until I tell her the truth.

I felt sick inside because I lied. G.A.M. was so disappointed in me. I just could not get involved in “J’s” marriage, especially when she has not said anything negative to me about her marriage. There is a fine line when it comes to a friend’s personal life and what they choose or don’t choose to tell you about. I wasn’t about to cross that line and maybe start problems in her marriage.

At this point, G.A.M. says he is staying with “J”. She is really going to need him. At that point, I did not know what he meant. I told “J” that her dad wanted to stay with her. I got in my car and cried. I cried for the loss of not having G.A.M. in my life anymore. I also cried because I let G.A.M. down.

There were a lot more details regarding information that I shared with “J” about her Dad. She shared with me exactly what happened the day he died. Somethings are meant to be private, so I am keeping those details out of this story. I will tell you that my next post will be the conclusion of this story. As I said before, this story took place over two years. There is a happy ending, and I will tell her the truth.