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Excerpt
Introduction by Lynn (Michael's Wife)
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 The following excerpt is from
The Stars Still Shine: An Afterlife Journey
by Robert Murray.

When I first thought of writing the introduction for this book I was not all that sure about what to write. How could I possibly convey to everyone how much Michael meant to me and how much a part of my life he was; and even more than that, how could I describe the person that Michael was? Then I realized that the messages in this book say much about who Michael was, who he still is, and how much his friends and family mean to him.

At first I thought the messages were too personal to share, but now, more than a year later, I know there are very important meanings behind these messages. They are not just for me, and although addressed to me and my daughter, the information and revelations are too important to keep private. Michael's accounts are humorous, touching and so full of information. They are told in a way that everyone should understand and they should be shared. As so many of my friends and family have said, this book could help so many people understand the afterlife.

A little background history is important in understanding the accounts of the events you will be reading. I grew up in a somewhat typical household except for the fact that I have a father who is a psychic. Over the years, I became accustomed to hearing my Dad talk about his psychic experiences, the lectures he gave, and his encounters with other psychics. As a child, I would proudly tell my friends that my Dad could read their minds. This often worked to my disadvantage as only a few brave friends would come to my house and then only after I promised that my Dad would not read their thoughts. I too have had and continue to have psychic experiences, but never have I had such an experience as I had on June 8th, 1997.

On that Sunday morning at 3:34 a.m. I awoke with the biggest, most panicky feeling I have ever had. I clearly remember looking at the digital clock beside my bed and turning to see that my husband was not sleeping beside me. Why wasn't he home? I knew that something was wrong but cannot accurately describe the feelings I had that morning. It was just a knowing, an awful feeling of knowing that something horrible had happened to Mike.

Michael was a very responsible man who had respect and consideration for myself and his family. He would always telephone me when he was going to be late coming home, sometimes two or three times, just to let me know he loved me and to tell me what he was doing. I remember he even stepped out of a late evening meeting at work to let me know he was still working and could not wait to get home. That is why I knew when Michael had phoned me earlier that night to tell me he was on his way home, I could trust that he was on his way home.

Several hours passed after his phone call to me. I fell back asleep and our two-month old daughter slept through the night for the first time. I often wonder if I had not fallen asleep or if she had wakened up earlier whether the circumstances would have changed. There are many what-ifs that I ponder, but I do know that my life, our daughter's life, and the lives of our families are changed forever. Michael was struck and killed by a van at 3:34 a.m. that Sunday morning while he was walking home.

Several of the events leading up to his death are still unclear and perhaps we will never know exactly what happened. Many of the days that followed the accident are very cloudy memories, but much of what gave me the strength to go on were our daughter and the messages that began to flow through my Dad from Michael. I know in my heart that Michael is still "alive." I read the messages from him and I'm able to say to myself, "Yes, that sounds like something Mike would do or say." I recall the inscription we had put on his memorial stone: "a Teddy Bear of a man" with a treble clef etched beside it, and for the many people who knew Michael, that says it all.

A sea of people showed up for his funeral. He knew so many people, yet I am sure each one was made to feel special by Mike. He treated people with respect and had a special way of making everyone feel important. I often said that he could charm anyone into doing almost anything. There are so many stories I could recount of the kind things Michael did in his 33 years on this earth, but that would be a book in itself. I could write about the practical jokes he played on his friends and colleagues or the times he would lend a helping hand.

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