The evening of February 2, 2012 my daughter returned downstairs with Soffie after being in bed for only thirty minutes and informed me that the dog didn't want to sleep. She kept whimpering and looking at the bedroom door. I told my daughter to leave Soffie downstairs with me and when I went up to bed I would bring her back into her room.
Around 11:00pm I was tired so I went upstairs with Soffie and put her on my daughter’s bed then went across the narrow hall into my own bedroom and proceeded to get ready to sleep. As soon as I entered my bedroom I felt as if there was a presence with me. I remember thinking that it was either my Grandmother or Erin. I smiled to myself. It was nice to have them around. As I was changing into my night clothes I heard Soffie bark repeatedly from my daughter's room. What the heck was that all about? Soffie was a quiet
I retrieved the dog from my daughter's bedroom and placed her on my bed. Soffie paced back and forth while I finished getting ready to sleep. I shut off my light and climbed into bed but Soffie wasn't settling down. Instead she walked to the foot of my bed on the side my husband usually slept on, faced his closet door and barked repeatedly; my husband worked second shift and didn’t come home until 1:00am.
I sat up and looked at the closet door. Soffie glanced at me then back at the door and whimpered. Something wasn't 'normal'. It was clear to me that she felt the presence, too.
"Who's there, Soffie? What do you see?"
We both watched the door as Soffie whimpered. But nothing happened. I finally lay back down and drifted off to sleep.
In the morning I woke with a vivid image and strong female voice in my head. Her name was Suzanne. It was the woman who had been in our bedroom the night before. She appeared young, with thin light brown hair that reached a little past her shoulders in sort of a Farrah Fawcett style. She was slender but not very tall. Her voice and presence was stronger than she visually appeared and her message was either about or for someone named Ryan.
"Don't procrastinate. Opportunities won't always be there. Make your decision and don't allow others to persuade you. Follow your heart. I know you’re afraid. Don't be. I know you think you can't. But you can. Be strong. You are a warrior."
Who was Ryan? Who was this message is for?
Suzanne was very persistent. She came to me again the next morning with the same message but with a more 'pushy' presence. So, I delivered the message the best way I knew I put it as a status message on my facebook. Hopefully Ryan or the person it was meant for received it.
I never heard from Suzanne again.