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kinds of dollar notes. This was a serious collection.
    â€˜Jim, where did this come from? Where did you get it?’
    He casually explained that after my mum had a stroke and we got carers to stay in her house with her, he removed all the rifles and guns from my dad’s closet. He also took the bag of coins he found there, and it had been safely stored in our house the whole time.
    I was shocked that I’d known nothing about the coins—though obviously Allison did—and even more surprised that Jim had kept quiet about them. He did love to tease me! More than likely, though, Jim just plain forgot about the coins up until now.
    But the most shocking thing occurred about a week later when my husband said, ‘You know, I might talk to a medium sometime.’
    After I recovered from his startling announcement, I replied that I thought it was a good idea.
    Then he said, ‘But it could only be Allison DuBois.’
    I didn’t want to discourage Jim but I didn’t want him to be disappointed either. I said he’d probably have to go to a seminar first, put his name on a list of people wanting a phone reading, and then wait for an appointment.
    â€˜No,’ my husband said, ‘I have to talk to her in person.’
    â€˜Oh God, Jim, you can’t just talk to Allison!’ I then tried to explain that Allison was extremely busy and didn’t usually have time to do readings in person and so on. But Jim wouldn’t be put off. So I started the process of emailing Allison’s assistant about seeing Jim. Anyway, to make a long story short, things happen because they are supposed to, and are directed from places beyond our control. Allison did agree to see Jim.
    My husband was a most private man and did not feel close to many people, although a lot of people felt close to him because he was a kind and compassionate obstetrics and gynaecology physician, and it is not uncommon for women to feel a bond with someone who takes care of them during that period of their lives. However, Jim did not readily share his feelings or expose his emotions to anyone. After 24 years of marriage, I was honoured to know some of his innermost feelings. I knew that dealing with this cancer was the most difficult thing he’d ever faced.
    Many friends asked if he was ‘okay with the Lord’. Our family is Catholic so the answer was, of course, ‘Yes’, but that does not mean someone is ready to die, especially someone who loved his life on this earth and had five children and a lot more living to do. Jim still had not walked his daughter down the aisle, he had golf tournaments to win, grandchildren to get to know. He just wasn’t ready to check out.
    I would say that before he met Allison, Jim was scared and uneasy about death, he had only dealt with life every day at work delivering all of those babies for as long as he could remember. Jim was surrounded by life and now he was being forced to become acquainted with life’s distant cousin, ‘death’. He would say, ‘I hope I have been good enough.’ And believe me, he was golden—more than good enough! But he just seemed full of doubt and uncomfortable with the life he had so enjoyed previously.
    Allison met with Jim on 10 September 2010. I had gone out to get my hair done and do some shopping. When I returned to our hotel, Jim was the most peaceful, calm and content I had ever known him to be. It took a while for him to open up, but eventually Jim shared with me some of the things Allison had said.
    Allison described Jim’s father and their dog and some personal experiences they had, which convinced him that the messages were no coincidence. During the reading, Allison also talked about a grandfather who was coming through to him. Jim said in her ‘scribbling’ she kept making dollar signs. Jim couldn’t help chuckling over that because ever since he had to stop working we’d been getting