'I'll never forget the time I saw the Grim Reaper.'

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On a Saturday morning earlier this month I was feeling unwell, so went back to bed. It was at that moment I had a vision of the Grim Reaper with a dislocated jaw. I was trying to fix it for him.

Luckily, he wasn’t in hunting mode so he wasn’t a threat to me. However, I wasn’t taking any chances so I stayed inside for the entire day.

He returned on the Sunday morning but his jaw was back on and the hood had been removed. Again, I didn’t want to tempt fate so I remained at home.

I’ve seen the Grim Reaper on many occasions before… but never like this.

On Monday, he came again in the morning with a sickly smile, when I distinctly heard the following message “be careful this day” so I promptly cancelled all my appointments and stayed home again.

When I awoke on Tuesday morning, there was no Grim Reaper, so I thought I could finally leave the house after being stuck at home while he was around.

Later that afternoon, my husband and I decided to take our dogs out for their daily walk to the dog park up the road, especially since they hadn’t been outside for three days, but rounding a bend on a rise we came face to face (or car to car) with an idiot in a Jeep who had crossed over the double lines and was in our lane.

It all happened so fast, there was no time to think and immediately after the car was full of horrified expletives. Survival instinct had savagely kicked in.

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My husband was driving and luckily we were in our nippy little Mazda 2, so he careened the car into the verge and we weren’t hit.

It would have been a direct head-on at 80km per hour if he didn’t take immediate evasive action, or was just a fraction slower. Literally, it came down to a split second… the closest to death I’ve ever been in a car.

Normally, the Grim Reaper doesn’t give warnings, he comes and takes those whose time is up across an abyss to the other side. Most often the feeling I have when I see this type of thing is complete powerlessness; there’s nothing I can do to stop him.

This time was different. I believe his jaw was broken because he was trying to warn me about danger which is very out of character. It took three days, but after fixing his jaw, I finally heard the message.

Those three days were a critically risky time for both my husband and I. After the danger had passed, the Grim Reaper disappeared back to his dark abyss. Although it was a very close shave, we were both safe with no damage done except for temporary shock.

Now I know what his message was about and it pays to listen and watch what happens in those brief moments of total relaxation without a thought in mind.

You can find Rose Smith at Absolute Soul Secrets.