When I was 4-5 years old, in 1974 or 1975 (my mother can’t exactly remember), from June 10th I was on holiday with my parents in Ohrid, at the resort “Andon Dukov”. I was happy and cheerful. But one or two days before the holiday of St. Erasmus of Ohrid, when we returned from the beach, I fell into unconsciousness, I stopped breathing and I began to fade.
Parents called First Aid. They’ve concluded my death. My father, as an employee of the Health Fund, took measures for my transport to Skopje.
When my mother was left alone with me, in vision, she began to hear a male and female voice descending from some height and agreeing amongst themselves where they would go: to me – St. Erasmus, and to one three-year-old sick male child – the female saint.
At the door of the room there appeared a female saint in black and with her St. Erasmus. My mother was scared. At that moment, my mom touched my toes and I started to warm, so the female saint said:
Let’s quickly go to the child!
He can wait a bit, here is urgent! – answered St. Erasmus
The heat from my feet was going up. When I warmed up to my heart, I began to breathe.
Now let’s go to the child! – said St. Erasmus
Then with me was everything all right. Just in case, we went to the hospital in Ohrid. After the examination, they told us that I didn’t have anything and there were no signs at all that something happened to me before. The First Aid didn’t have an answer for the incident.
Our rest continued. As my mother Todorka tells me, I behaved as before: happy and cheerful.
St. Erasmus brought me back to life. – said Ms. Mimoza Rapovska, from Skopje, on June 3, 2017.
