Seeing a Loved One After They Passed Away

lulie___wayne

I have heard a few stories of people who have actually seen and visited (telepathically) with loved ones after they have passed away. I know that this type of occurance is very private and sacred to some, but I would love to hear the story of anyone who may have been lucky enough to have experienced such a visit.

I think that hearing these stories are helpful to others who are grieving to reinforce the fact that there is an afterlife and that death is not just the end of it all.

Any shared stories would be respectfully welcomed.

Lu

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Ina Plassa_travis

there are entire cultures who rely on their guardian elders stretching back through the generations to bless and protect their children and homes...

of course, in my own (jewish) culture, the classic spirit archtype (dybbuk) is that of the classical nagging parent, but that doesn't make them entirely unwelcome in the home- in fact, there's something comforting about knowing that they really did nag because they cared ;)

somewhere along the way, I picked up a Japanese term they use for the elder guardian spirits - Kami, who can be relatives, or not- in some cases, they don't need to have ever been human.

when you hear a violin in a house where no one plays, and the TV is turned to CNN- some people reach for q-tips, but my dad takes it for granted that one of his parents are stopping by- Nanna, most likely, she was the stubborn one.

outside of the 'ghost kittens' we hear tumbling down the stairs now and then (most fun is that the LIVE cat will look up from his place on the couch when they do)

the one that springs to mind was DH and I going to see the Lord of the Rings movies- the books were a special bond between him and his aunt Isabelle, who died a good decade ago (out of the four copies we own, the set she gave him is the one in the big bookcase)

haveing never seen a picture, it was still impossible to miss the lady with the big pile of hair on the top of her head sitting two rows down, and two seats over- when I went to elbow Tom, he was already staring at me.

she left about the time Bilbo fell asleep again in Rivendell. but it was enough.

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Linski

I posted this on another thread, but thought this may apply here as well. I'm not the type to usually look for the supernatural but when my cousin told me that she had asked her mother (who was in a nursing home) to leave her a sign when she passed on, it kinda stuck in my mind so that explains my thinking in the following story.

This is my story. Our 2 cats were both strays who must have been dropped off on our road. One found us 18 years ago and the other 8 years ago. The older one was female, very quiet and unassuming. The younger one is male, energetic and demanding. They got along as a rule but the younger one always pestered the older one. She tolerated this for most of her life. Last fall she became ill and we had to make the decision again to do what was best for her. The weekend after she left us I was feeling very sad and in my mind wondered where she was and if she was OK. Basically, I thought if I could have just a sign to know she was still with me. Well wouldn't you know, less than 1/2 hour after I was thinking this, the younger cat showed up at the door, soaking wet after falling in our little pond (which has never happened before). Now some would say this was just a coincidence but I'm convinced this was my sign. It was like she was saying "Here's your sign Mom, I'm here and I'm OK" She was a quiet, unassuming cat but she had spunk. I'm convinced she pushed him in for payback. I laughed the whole time I was giving him a bath.

One other incident sticks in my mind as well. I was in hospital after having surgery. I was back in my room sleeping very soundly for most of the day. Every once in a while I would wake up long enough just to realize where I was and then drift off again. One time I woke up and I felt a presence with me and somehow I knew it was my Dad, who had passed away years before. I didn't see, hear or smell anything, I just had an overwhelming feeling he was there. All I remember is thinking in my mind "I'm alright, don't worry" and immediately I felt he was gone. I'm convinced he was there checking on me. I can't explain it any other way.

Hope this is what you're looking for.

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DarrylsMom

I visit here everyday I love to read the posts. It will be 6 months since out son has passed away on the 27 of this month . This forum kind of took my eye so I thought I would share this. About a month after my son's death I told my daughter I only wish Darryl would send me something to let us know he is okay, and it seems she is getting them. One day I'm not sure on the exact time after his death my daughter was driving to the mall, there was a car ahead of her then she noticed a truck just like the one my son use to work on he worked with a security company. Anyway she lives in the same province as I do which is Nova Scotia and my son lived in New Brunswick, that day she noticed the truck ahead of her , the car in front of her branched off into another road so now she was in back of the security truck. She said in her mind oh my i wonder if that truck is going the same way as me sure enough on comes the signal light and turns in the same direction as my daughter. She turned into the road and just as they came around a turn a rainbow came right over the security truck then left. That was a big surprise to my daughter. So she was still in back of the truck when she thought wouldn't that be something if he is going to same mall as me sure enough on goes the signal light to turn into the mall she was going. You see My daughter didn't see any of these trucks in the area until after my son's death. When she got home she called me to tell me. It was almost like Darryl was sending her a sign so she could tell us he was okay. Anyway just thought I would share Thanks To everyone for being here Darlene

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sandy409

I was never close to my Mother, she left when I was 5 so I was raised by my Dad. We saw each other every now and then through out the years but there was never much of a bond between us. We got along good, just no bond there. About a year ago we were finally able to maintain a steady relationship. She had been in poor health for years. Last October she passed away, I was holding her hand. One morning a few weeks later I was laying in bed awake but with my eyes closed. I felt 2 warm hands on each side of my face, it was so real I sat straight up in bed. I know it was her reassuring me one last time that she loved me.

I think it was the closure I needed because of the past. I'm a firm believer of the afterlife and of our loved ones watching over us and even an occasional visit.
Sandy

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NVoneAcre

Our 15 yr old daughter Jennifer was killed 15 years ago. A few weeks after her death I was wide awake in bed and saw? felt? her toward the end of our bed. She said? "I am happy - and tell everyone I am OK". I don't think I could hear her with my ears but more "felt" the words if that makes any sense. It was very reassuring and I am told common to receive visits from our deceased loved ones, especially with messages of well-being like the one I received.

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terrie2

My Dad passed away unexpectedly last March 18th at 66 years old, a week before Mom was retiring and they were heading from Ohio to Arizona to visit me on thier very first trip in the motorhome they'd just bought. Guess that's why I'm visiting here, because yesterday was the one year anniversary of losing him and it was a rough day for all of us. My Mom and I believe that Dad has visited both of us. My Mom has had several visits. The first time was a couple of weeks after he'd passed away. She was laying in bed trying to get to sleep when a tall (like my Dad) shadowy figure appeared at the foot of thier bed. Twice within a few minutes it drifted past the bed to the window. Another night she had gone to bed when she felt someone come into the room and climb into bed next to her. (Dad always stayed up later than Mom.) She said she just assumed Dad had come to bed. A few minutes later it dawned on her... Dad was gone. Another time she was trying to get to sleep when suddenly his face very clearly appeared hovering above the bed, looking at her fondly. She reached for him but she couldn't feel him. She's told me that every visit was comforting, like he was trying to tell her that everything was okay.
My visit was quite a bit different, but I'm sure it was Dad. Inside my Dad's coffin was a special little drawer, so Mom, my sister, four brothers and I tucked in little notes to Dad. In my note I told him I wasn't ready for him to leave me and I asked that, if possible, he show me that he was still around watching over me. My husband became a long-haul truck driver about a month after Dad died, so I was in bed alone. I'd been married almost 23 years and had never been away from my husband, so nightime and a dark house without him was a little scary - wimpy me. All of a sudden the comforter was tugged down towards the foot of the bed. My first thought was that one of our dogs - who always sleep in my son's room - had come into our room and plopped at the foot of the bed, catching the comforter and pulling it down. I got up and turned on the light - no dog. I went back to bed thinking I'd imagined it. Then the comforter was tugged again, only much harder! I got up again, turned on the light again and still no dog. This time I headed down the hall to my son's room where I found him with both dogs sound asleep in his bed. I instantly knew it was Dad. Dad loved practical jokes so he brought a smile to me because I just know he was saying that he indeed is still watching over me...

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theshoregirl

My husband passed away Aug 30 from a brain tumor. He was 35. A few weeks ago I was driving and listening to music. I have a radio that has a digital display. It tells the radio station name and station number as well as the song being played and the artist.

All of the sudden the song I was listening to stopped playing. The digital display went blank. Then the words "Love You" appeared. No station name, no music, etc. It lasted a few minutes. I have no doubt it was Matt. Then - it flashed off as quick as it appeared. The station information and song information showed up again and the end of a song was playing.

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Ina Plassa_travis

shoregirl...

:) see? there really are 'ghosts' in the machines...

and isn't it nice to know that, with all the enticements of eternity- the people we love most still manage to take the time to contact us?

and I think that most of them do try- but it can be like trying to get someone's attention in a theater when they don't know you're there...

:) I'm glad you got to see that.

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lulie___wayne

I love reading all of these stories, but shoregirl, yours really hit home with me. My son also got a "CD Player/radio communication from his sister. I'll have to ask him to recount it for me before I tell it here. I want to make sure that I tell it correctly.
Thanks everybody! Keep em coming!
Lu

Here is a link that might be useful: Christin Cosby Memorial Web Site

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Kristeen

Sorry to butt in here, but this thread caught my eye. While I've never actually physically seen any of my loved ones, they do "visit" me in my dreams sometimes. I know-everyone dreams and they usually make no sense and anything can happen in them, but these dreams are so vivid and real-like! The other thing that convinces me that they aren't just ordinary dreams is that some of these are relatives that I never knew-they died either before I was born or shortly afterwards. I had one where my grandfather (who died when I was 9 months old) came and had an entire conversation with me how he liked my house and stuff like that. At the end, he told me he had to go, and I asked him if he'd be back. He said he'd try, but it was hard for him to get away and that he might have to go somewhere soon. Then he hugged me, and I swear I woke up and could still feel his arms around me. I've also had dreams about my dad, who died 11 years ago, that are as vivid as that, but those I can understand-I knew him in real life. In one of them, the same grandfather was there, trying to get him (dad) to come closer to me, telling him he had to talk to me, and again, I was touched (this time by my dad) and when I woke up, I could still feel it on my arm. I think they are a form of communication, but even if they aren't, whenever I have them, I don't miss my dad quite so much for awhile. I also feel like I actually got to meet my grandfather.

On a side topic, anyone who doesn't believe in an afterlife needs to invite a young child into their lives for awile! Both of my sons insisted there was a little girl in our bedroom when they were about 3, and one of them "introduced" me to someone in their bedroom when he was about the same age. Could be imaginary friends, I guess, but it sure didn't seem like it at the time!

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lulie___wayne

When my grandson was only two years old, he told us that his Aunt Christin came to him and kissed him and told him to be careful on his bicycle. He is now four and continues to stand by his story. He was born after her death, but speaks of her as if he knows her well.
I have also had two people who said that they actually SAW Christin when they were in dire need. One was awakened from sleep behind the wheel on the interstate as she was heading for trees. She came to them and helped them and reassured them that she was alright and that everything would be okay with them. These two people are not relatives and they are separate instances.
I surely wish she would appear to me or my husband or son.
Lu

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lazy_gardens

Lu -
Shortly before my dad died (in his 80s), he mentioned that he had talked to his sister several times that week and she wanted him to go with her. His sister had been dead for several years.
I told him that going with her was a good idea, and that the next time she came, he should go with her. He died that night.

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My favorite cat visited me several times after he died ... I would feel him jump on the bed and walk up to the pillow and settle in. It was usually on a rainy night.

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Katie S

This is not exactly what you are talking about, but when our son was between two and a half and three (actually 32 months old, on vacation), we were visiting his godmother in Florida. I walked him out to the end of her dock, and he looked down into the water. this was his first experience with water other than a pool. He looked down into the channel and said, "Oh! This is just like where I DIED! I went down, down, and down, and then I went up, up, and up and back out of the water and up and up.This is just like where I died!"

His godmother and father and I were kind of spooked! It was the first very long sentence he ever said, as he was a very watchful child but not a very verbal one.

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suzieque

Hi - I'll chime in here. My paternal grandmother lived with us from the time I was 6 until she died when I was 19. We were very close. One night, several years later, I had a dream that was so real it woke me right up and I sat up in bed and turned on the light. In the dream I was talking to an elderly woman. I can't remember the conversation, and don't know if I even remembered it then. But at one point during the dream conversation, I suddenly realized that it was my grandmother that I was talking to. I said, incredulously, "Nana - I almost didn't recognize you!!!". And she said "I know - that's why I have to come back every now and then so that you won't forget me".

Wow. I wasn't scared when I woke up, just mildly spooked, but very happy.

My beloved Dad (her son) died last September. I sure wish he'd come and visit.

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Edana

I believe most people at least make an attempt to visit loved ones after they have passed away. Many times it is the living who reject the very idea that the visitation took place at all.

The first time my Papa (Grandfather) came to me. I was cleaning the bedroom and had just finished washing the window and pulling the shade down when suddenly the sheers billowed out. Assuming I had not closed the window I raised the shade, but the window was closed. I turned away from the window toward the bed and Papa was sitting on the bed holding my 18 month old daughter!

We visited for a few minutes then he handed me the very real baby and was gone. It all seemed so natural, that it was actually several minutes before it occured to me that he had been dead for two years!

My Dad died in '96 and he has made several visits to me and to my son. I have never seen him nor actually heard him speak. His particular smell will fill the room and somehow he gets his message to me. My son has seen him multiple times and had conversations with him. I know he is looking after us. And wants to know we are okay as well as let us know he is fine.

Edana

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Gerry1117

I believe our loved ones who have passed try to reassure us that they are safe, happy, at peace, and are watching over us.
Many times my son, who died when he was 21, has appeared to me in dreams that were so vivid. Once, upon awakening, I could actually smell his scent in my room and feel a warm spot on my shoulder where he had touched me in the dream. Over the 23 years since his death I have seen him in my dreams watching over his younger brother and sister, who were 11 and 6, respectively, when he died. I have kept a dream journal of all the dreams I have had of him and indeed there seems to be a message. Some of my friends have told me that it is just my maternal yearnings for a child taken much too soon. But it brings me much comfort to feel that his spirit still moves amongst us at times.

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carolssis

I dreamed one night about two weeks after my mother's death. It was the most vivid dream that mom and dad were here, I was looking out the window and could see them getting out of the car, I recognized the clothes they were wearing. I recall feeling so happy, and thinking, " Mom and Dad are here!" I woke up and was speaking, saying, "No they're not, they're dead." But the dream showed me that they were together and happy, again. I felt such comfort from that dream. My Mom had been so lost without my dad, he'd died 3 weeks after their 50th anniversary, and we were all convinced he'd held on until after their anniversary.
I've also felt, and smelled my sister in the room with me since she died. Not very often, but it was Carol. I recall a post from some time ago, where the poster was telling us how her son viewed life after death visitation. He thought that our brains work with chemical electrical impulses, and the electricity never disapates, so the loved one uses the electricity as a means of communication. Think about that, how many instances of visitation are by using some electrical device, the car radio. Interesting. God bless you all and I hope for all of you to continue to heal from your grief, as posting here has helped me to heal from mine. Thanks for reading and responding. Jan

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rindalin

I lost my mom Easter Sunday. She came to me in a vision 26 hours before she passed away.

I was talking to my daughter when mom suddenly came to me. Here's what happened. She came to me in a vision. The vision was her laying in a coffin. She didn't speak visibly, but the message was clear that she was at peace.

I immediately called the hospital and talked to the nurses station. They assured me that mom was doing very well and would be released and go home on Monday. We lost her very suddenly early on Sunday morning.

It is very comforting to have the memory that she came to me a day before to say goodbye and let me know that all is well.

I haven't seen a vision since, but I feel like she guiding me in everything I've been doing the past days and weeks. I still have her flowers on my front porch, they haven't wilted yet. All the other flowers from her funeral are long gone, but 2 baskets of cut flowers on my porch are still fresh looking. I think that I will have completed the mission she has me on before the flowers wilt.

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alisande

Lulie, did you ask your son about that story?

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sudiepav

One morning as I was waking up 3 months after my son's death, I heard his voice. He said "I'm sorry Mom." I know I wasn't dreaming; I really heard him. He had really hurt his dad and me. His wife made it very, very difficult for him to have any contact with us, and I think it made life easier for him to just go along. I think he was letting me know that he felt bad about it. I know in his heart that he did, for I found out later that in a conversation with my brother, he had said that she made life impossible for him whenever he tried to include us in anything. I hope he'll come back again. I dream about him a lot, sometimes as a little boy, sometimes as a high school or college kid, sometimes as a grownup. One time, he was riding in the car with me; neither one of us said anything, but what a comfort I felt upon awakening just knowing we'd been together. Once in a great while, I dream about his little girl who died with him; I'd like to see her more in my sleep. I miss them both so very much.

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lulie___wayne

Sorry, Susan. I haven't asked Todd about the story with Christin and the CD player. I will, though. I remember it pretty well, but want to make sure that I get the details right before I tell you all.
Lu

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jennmonkey

My mom passed away 7 years ago today, when I was 19. Several days after she died, she came to me in a dream. It was the most vivid "dream" I had ever had. In my dream, we discussed things that were relevant to the situation. She told me how she died (we didn't know yet). I woke up, sat straight up in bed, and wrote down everything that happened in the dream. She also came to several other friends and family members within the few weeks after she passed away.
Love everyone's stories, shoregirl, you made me cry. That is so awesome.

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sudiepav

Today would have been our granddaughter's eighth birthday. She and her daddy were killed four weeks after her 6th birthday on June 17, 2003. On the year anniversary of their deaths, my husband and I took the day off work and spent it together. We went to Dave's high school and walked the grounds. He had been a really good baseball player and so naturally we ended up on the baseball field. We walked over to third base(his position) and recalled some of his great plays and some of the hits that he and his teammates had. We recalled all the times we had been at that field watching him play. School was out for the summer, and of course the field was empty. We went into the home dugout, and there sitting on the bench was a baseball. I think Dave left it there for us. Dave had written a note to his dad on Father's Day (only 2 days before) thanking him for all the time his dad had spent with him teaching him hitting and fielding. He recalled a home run that he had hit a couple of weeks previously(he still played recreational baseball) and said that he'd like to have gotten the ball for his dad, but"I hit it so hard that I think it's still rolling." We think that baseball was the one Dave hit. I'm sure he was trying to contact us. We miss him and his little girl so very much.

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spage1

My father has been gone for 24 years. About 10 years ago I started dreaming about him on a regular basis. Strange thing is I dream the same dream. He is always dressed as he was alive, long sleeved french cuffs with cuff links, dress slacks and a cigar. He is sitting at the head of my dining room table with one arm over the back of the chair. We have a nice conversation, not about his death or his life but about business ideas and advice, which he freely gave when alive. It is so stange but I always wake up feeling great and happy. It is so real like.

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beache

My beloved Father In Law passed away in 1990. After 3 years of infertility treatments, I was finally pregnant in 1995.

Because of my age, I had amniocentisis to make sure the baby was okay. When I went to the doctor for the results, he kept me waiting in the exam room for a very long time. I could hear him going in and out of other exam rooms talking and laughing with other patients. It was now 5PM, way past my appointed time, and I knew the office was closed at this point. I was freaked out thinking that he had terrible news to give me. I was sure he had left me there so that no other patients would be around and he could spend time comforting me when I heard the news. I was frozen in fear on that table.

Suddenly, I felt someone sitting behind me, giving me support and place to lean. I knew without seeing him that it was my FIL. He felt warm and solid and I instantly knew that everything was okay.

When the doctor came in he told me that I was carrying a healthy baby girl. My FIL would have been so excited about her, his first granddaughter. I will never forget how he felt next to me.

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garden_graphic_gal

The ShoreGirl~~ All I can say is WOW!!!
Everybody's stories are so touching and reassuring.

Here's mine (sorry if some of you have heard this before): My mother died Jan 10, 2004 in Calif. I had spent 2 months there and had just returned home to Georgia on a Thursday. The following weekend I had to work. I am a nurse and work 12 hour shifts. I mention this because at work I must wash my hands about a million times a day and do not wear perfume or perfumed lotion. After a very emotional weekend back at work I was driving home. I reached up to adjust my glasses and i could smell White Diamonds perfume on the back of my hand. That was the only perfume that my mother wore for years. It was so strong! I could smell it all the way home and after about 30 minutes of arriving home it was gone.Immediately I knew that my mother had touched my hand to let me know that she is alright,that she is no longer in pain and that my pain will get better.

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rob333 (zone 7a)

Lu,

Been thinking about you. With the Epcot boy, who is similar in age to my son, I've really grieved over his loss and his family's loss, but it also keeps making me think of you, no child should die before their parents, ever. I pray a special prayer for you every now and again lady.

Afterlife? I know it exists. While giving birth, my son and I were both dying, blood pressure dropping, dying. When he was two years old, he told me he met Jesus and he knew who He was because he smiled and felt love when he saw him. Too dumb to know anyone can hear and believe at any age, I hadn't talked about Jesus to him ever, so he couldn't have known what we think Jesus is like. We lived in a somewhat secluded settting and I KNOW my husband didn't tell him, nor did he attend daycare/preschool. Only one way he could've known. And he knew he died and came back to life. His words, at two. At three and four, he would often talk about his brothers and sisters. I attributed it to imaginary friends, but he always insisted they were brothers/sisters. I've had four miscarriages, and have often believe two were girls and two were boys.

And the other story I've told on more than one instance on GardenWeb, the last girl who I miscarried, Katherine Ann, named years ago, communicated through a movie. DragonFly. It is a movie about the afterlife and a baby girl, and it is dedicated to Katharane Anne at the end. Yes, there is an afterlife. I know it.

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chicagoerin

My grandma, "Granny" passed away when I was 17 and my sister was 13. Granny was very special to us and her death was not peaceful. My sister started having very strange things occur a few weeks after Gran's death. She would tell my Mom and I that she was afraid to be alone. It started with things like the toilet flushing when no one was in the bathroom. Our dog's ball rolling down the hall, a front door opening and shutting when no one was around. We never doubted her, becuase her fear was geniune, but felt badly for her because no one else ever witnessed it. Finally, one day by mom was upstairs, and my sister was in the basement and the garage door opened (very loud in our house) and the front door slammed. Paige and mom met in the foyer to see who is was..no one was there. Then my boyfriend witnessed an occurence. They were in the kitchen and we had one of those garbage cans with the rotating lid. A wall phone hung above it. They were in the kitchen far away from the phone and they looked over and the chord was swinging and the can lid was spinning around. My sister felt so much better now that someone had witnessed it. Freaked my boyfriend right out!

My folk started trying to figure out how to help my sister deal with this and learned that girls that are pre-pubescient (sp?) or have not begun their periods yet are more receptive to these ocurrences. We suspected it was Granny trying to say goodbye and held a family meeting and told her that we loved her, missed her, and that she needed to move on because my sister was scared.

The strange things stopped except for a few random things throughout the years. My sister, 30, still won't talk about the experience because it scared her so much.

I'm a believer.
Erin

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Lilymouse

My mother passed away last March 23 from heart disease. She was only 70. I miss her so much. On July 1st I brought her some flowers and 3 balloons to her grave site for her birthday. Her birthday is really on July 2nd. I had to bring them to her early because of plans for the 4th of July. Well today, July 5th I came back and went to water her flowers with my 14 year old son. The 3 balloons were still there. I went to go and fill the watering can up with water (the water hose and can are very close by on the cemetery premises). When we came back one of the balloons were missing. Two of the balloons had Happy Birthday on them and the other one said I Love You on it. The one that said I Love You was missing. It was very strange because my son and I didn't see the balloon go. It happened so quick. We even looked around for it to see if it got caught on something. But saw nothing. My son said that grandma must of taken it. We both think it was my mom telling us she loved us.
It was so comforting.

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DarkDTSHD

It was interesting and reassuring reading those stories. While I haven't actually SEEN my mother when awake, or felt her warm hands on my face, I have had what I think are signs. Or what I believe to be signs.

Shortly after she passed away (May 30, 2005) I had a vivid dream. I was standing by the kitchen sink watching my dad wash the dishes. My mother walks in dressed in formal attire and makeup done perfectly. As if she was going off to a party.

Any how, I don't recall what I said exactly. But it was something to the effect of "Hey! You're here!" and I gave her a real hug. The kind where you can almost "feel" you are hugging that person in your dream. As it would feel if you were doing so for real. I don't know if that was a sign or if I was just missing her too much. Seemed like a sign.

Then there was the time I was using my mother's PC (yes I know I mentioned this on another forum on this site), had just shutdown it down, and was about to leave her study.

I suddenly caught the scent of Chinese incense (I'm Canadian-born Chinese btw) for a brief second. Then it was gone. It was so very real. I couldn't believe it. I wondered if it was some of the old books in the shelf next to the PC. But they have a totally different odour. Don't think I was imagining it. As it seemed too real. So i'll take as a vivid sign.

Thing is, my grandmother was a devout Buddhist. Always sat in front of her "red box" with lit incense. So I'm wondering if it wasn't the spirit of my grandmother instead. Either way it was welcome.

Then it happened again. This time I was leaving the family room. Caught the scent of what I believed to by of my mother's gas (fart). And no I'm not trying to make a bad joke. This is true. Or seemed so to me. Any how, the scent was gone within a second or two. I know it wasn't mine or my dogs. Couldn't explain it. I mean if that didn't show me it was her...

Then there have been times when my dog would bark at the far wall of the kitchen. No one was there. And I don't believe I heard any noise outside. Then again a dog's hearing is many times more sensitive. Did he hear somthing from outside? I don't know.

He barked in the same direction on another day. This time he was out in the hall. Another time he barked at "nothing" but in another direction. Then sat quiet on my feet as I was washing the dishes. It was like he was spooked.

I'd love to have even more vivid signs she is visiting. Tugging of my comforter on my bed. See her when I'm awake (though, I'd have to wonder at that point if I wasn't loosing it). Or maybe the bellowing of the drapes when the window was closed. Anything. But I do know she is around. :)

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tjmondragon

my husband passed away on july 3rd, in a motorcycle accident which is very hard because you always wonder if he had pain or if he was scared,and i dont know if its just me wishing he was here or not but alot of wierd thing have happened.i had a very real dream where he was sitting on my mom and dads couch i walked in and was so happy to see him i ran to him and sat on him and was hugging him so tight and he said i am sorry and i am ok. i asked him if he was in heaven and he said yes but i will always be with you. my dream was so real i really believe it was him we had a conversation for what seemed like for ever then i woke up. there has been noises in my house , one day i was crying real hard saying i just wanted to be with him and not here anymore and then a picture of our children fell of the wall. i take that as a sign he wants me to stay and take care of our children. my sister and i both saw a shadow in my house but as my son was coming out of the bathroom it disapeared i think he didnt want to scare him.my son says daddy was in his dream and said to tell mom sorry for driving stupid on the bike and he loves him.i know my husband is here. there have to many thing happening to all be in my head. i love all the stories, tracy

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dirt_yfingernails

My 29 year-old niece died from cancer three years ago, making us promise to take care of her Mom (my sister), her brothers, and her husband and two little boys. We've had a lot of visits, sometimes just a feeling that she is sitting by us. About a year and a half ago, we felt she was extremely agitated and had some message to get across. We couldn't figure out what she was trying to say!

We discussed this knowledge a lot, and even her brothers had similar feelings. We asked - What are you trying to tell us? Just come out and say, Please!

Then one day after a few months had gone by of these agitated visits, my sister called, thinking I would believe she was nuts. She had a dream where her son-in-law was in church with the little boys and our younger sister was with them, and they were all very happy together. My reaction was Oh my God! That's what she's been trying to tell us! They'd be perfect together. We approached the two of them about the idea, and they were receptive to the idea of a semi-blind date. (They had met once while my niece was sick) Our sister was divorced and lonely and had no luck dating. The son-in-law was slowly grieving himself to death. They had their date after Sis drove nearly 1,000 miles. The date became a long weekend. Then she went back home, she'd be returning for good once she sold her home. She'd been trying to sell for a year and a half.

It sold in five days after her return! Results, they are now happily married. The little boys are happy and now call her Mom. My sister and I didn't say anything, but we felt my niece's presence and happiness at their wedding, and in some of the pictures of the bride and groom, there is a misty white cloud over their heads.

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tjmondragon

yesterday was the first ok day I have had since my husband passed away on july 3rd.it was so great. I have had alot of strange things happen to me since then as I explained before but none as big as this.I was up cleaning my house ( the first time since he passed)I finished about 3:30 am then I layed down in bed with my 6 month old daughter( she now sleeps with me).she was sound asleep and so was my 6 year old son.I called his phone like I do every night before I go to sleep so I can hear his voice, rolled over facing my daughter and closed my eyes. right then I felt someone jump in the bed I thought it was my son saying he had a bad dream. when I jumped up to see what was wrong there was no one there.I started to get scared but then I thought this was my time to talk to my husband.I told him I love him and I miss him then my fan started blowing faster, and I rolled over to look at it then I felt a tickle on my neck. It was such a good feeling. I could not go to sleep all night just kept talking to him telling him everything ive been wanting to say. It was the best feeling I have ever had.My husband slept with me last night, Instead of laying in bed all day crying I got up today took a shower, combed my hair, put my daughter in a cute outfit, and did her hair. It was just such a uplifting feeling I now know that my husband is here and he always will be , just like he said in my dream.I wish everyone could have a experience like this. good luck !!! tracy

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alisande

Tracy, that's wonderful!! And I loved the matchmaking story above, too.

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noznomacinom

I feel that if you have meaningful experience you should share it. So here's my story.
My father passed away Sept. of 2005. My father lived in anoher country and his brothers were taking care of his funeral arrangements. I took the first flight out the day after he passed away, but I did not make it on time to the burial. I wasn't able to see him one last time, all I saw was his grave with his name on it. I felt no closure. I went back home with only the satisfaction that he is in a better place, but I still felt incomplete. I wanted a sign that he was okay. About three weeks later I had a dream with him, I knew it was him, but he looked younger the way I remembered him as a child. He was showing me around the new business he had set up and told me I could have whatever I needed. Then towards the end of my dream I realized that he had passed away and that I was in a dream. I asked him, "why did he leave me?" and he answered that he never left me he's with me all the time. Then when I went to ask him another question he disapeared and I was standing alone in his new business.

Even though I only asked him one question it soothed my soul and let me know he was still around in some form. If you are lucky enough to have a dream with a loved one that has passed away you should share your experience.

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loagiehoagie

That was a very nice story. Thanks for sharing.

My momma passed Jan.30,2006. She was blind for the last 15 years and was in ICU 6 different times over the last year. But she made it for Christmas and we had a wonderful time. I fed her her last meal on Jan.11. Shrimp Scampi. She had to have bypass surgery. We knew the risk, but really had little choice. It was that or she would die for sure within weeks if not days. It was a tough decision and in retrospect would have chosen not to do it. But anyway, you always want to second guess choices when they don't go the right way.

I have had several dreams of her already. I gave her a hug in the first one. It seemed so real.

Then 3 nights ago I was out in the kitchen in the middle of the night and heard a female voice call my name 'Duane'. I was half asleep ....but I said 'what?' ...thinking it was my wife. The voice came right from the new picture of my mom I had put in a frame by the front door. My wife was sound asleep in the bedroom. My mom called my name! She sounded so much younger though. It wasn't her raspy voice she had after being on the respirator all that time.

I loved her so much. I still love her. Some days I am just a wreck..but I know she is with her dad and mom and brothers...but I want to call her so bad!

Damn. God's plan is just so hard to understand down here on Earth.

Duane

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carol_in_california

Several years ago I was very, very ill and in fact, really thought I was not going to survive the night. I sent telepathic thoughts to my mom, who had died many years before, and told her I needed her to be with me. I dozed off and then woke up, feeling a presence in a chair that was near my bed. I knew it was my mom and she was there all night. I woke up the next morning and although I was still really sick and went to the ER....but I know my mom was with me either to help me cross over to or to keep me safe.

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kathy_

I've had several dream visits. My dad visited and was a young man in his army uniform many years after his death. I suprisingly asked how he came here because he was dead and he chuckled and said it was all right.
My neighbor's husband came to me the night he died to tell me he was dead but he was OK. I thought it was wrong because no one called me to tell me but somehow I was overlooked and read the obituary that next night.
When his wife died I was called right away and wished she would come but she waited until almost a year later.
The latest dream involved my dear pony that owned my heart for 24 years (well I guess he still owns it). I was at an open grassy area in town and was holding him by the bridle. My cart was hooked to him and he was beautiful. Mom (who is still alive) came by and she was supposed to take him driving but she did not get in the cart and drove off in her van. So there I stood holding the pony, slightly annoyed and then I realized he was dead. I woke up crying. I guess I should be glad mom did not get in the cart.
I had one false alarm dream though - a friend of mine has a husband who has cancer and I was sure he had died. He is still alive though.

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lmb_ckb

This topic as been active for about 1 year now. It seems to have gotten many postings.
I had the blessing of a vision the eve of my fathers death 1 month before 9/11. It was a visit from a total stranger who perished in the second plane to hit the twin towers in N.Y.. He needed me to tell his family he was just fine. It took me about 3 months after 9/11 to act on the visit and contact his family. His wife and I have exchanged many a phone calls and a personal meeting.
I was also visited by a dear friends daughter just 3 months after her untimely death while she was a budding collage student. Many of you know her mother as Lu who visits this site regularly.
My son Darren, has been gone 3 months now and I have had 2 very real dreams since his motorcycle accident. The last one was just a couple of nights ago. In the dream he was coming to visit myself and many family members. We were all on the country road anticipating his arrival. A glow came from the sky and I began to tell my grandchildren, "look Uncle D, is coming " . He showed up as a beautiful bright blue eagle. He was the size of a human and could wrap his wings around everyone. I truely felt his warmth and soothing comfort as he wrapped me up in his wings. We were smiling and felt at peace. His smile was on the eagles face and it looked so natural. I awoke as he was leaving and felt the warmth he left behind.
A couple of his close friends have had a visit from him in their dreams since his passing. If you are interested anyone can log on to My Space.com and go to Darren J. Bennett. The freinds have their message posted there.
I feel the visions I had before my sons death was connected to his own untimely death. We never know how we will be or are connected to people all throughout life, it is surely a mystry.
Lauren ---- D's mom

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sudiepav

Seeing this thread active again, I went back and read what I and others had written. You may have seen the story about the baseball we found on the year's anniversary of our son's death. I need to update you, that last June, on the 2nd anniversary of his death, I found another baseball in the middle of a deserted baseball field. If this wasn't a sign from our wonderful boy, I can't imagine what else it could have been. I don't run across baseballs any other time but these 2.

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miscindy

About 10 years after my grandfather died(when I was 20), I was still feeling guilty about not being able to talk to him while he was in the ICU before his death. I still cried about it sometimes and prayed that he would forgive me. One night he came to me in a dream and told me that it was ok. When I awoke, I felt completely calm and rested and happy! About a year later, I decided to tell my mom about it. She was mixing cookie dough at the time and had her back to me. When I told her that grandpa had come to me in a dream, she turned around with tears in her eyes and said that he had also come to her in a dream! It was amazing!

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hummingbirddaisy

Hi everyone. My name is Tina, and this is my first time to this site. I have read thru this post and just want to say that God blesses us all in some way or another, even when we don't see it that way, He does. All of your stories have touched my heart.

Duane - I really miss my mom and want to pick the phone up and call her so badly as well. Maybe they are talking to each other about us....you think? ((((Duane)))

I lost my dad Sept. of 2002, which just seems like yesterday.
He sufferd for many years from emphozema (sp?). He had been sick for quite some time, and honestly, we had expected to lose him many years prior. But yet, it came so unexpected when he finally did pass on. The phone rang at 2:23am, and I knew it was my mom. The ambulance had just pulled off to take him to the hospital. He would not let her go because he KNEW she wouldn't be able to take it. He told her to call "Bug", which he had always called me since before I as born.
My husband and I woke the kids and got them in the car, dropped them off with mom, and continued to the hospital. He was unconscience when we arrived. He had flatlined 3 times on the wy to the hospital, and was not expected to make it. He kept going into seizures and we was told IF he was to regain conscienceness, he would be brain dead.
Now, my dad had told me for many, many years, that I was NOT to let anyone put him on life support. The doctor gave him less than a 10% survival rate, but insisted that we hook him up. I told them no several times, but against my word, they hooked him up. At 9 am, I finally got them to unhook him. I sat down beside him and held his hand. 9:22am, his chest rose real high, I said "there he goes", and he took his last breath. I fell to the floor.
Seeing him in his casket was very difficult. Two days prior to him passing, he had asked us to stay and sit down and visit for awhile. I said no, that he needed his rest, and we left. I carried this quilt with me, and feeling I killed him, for quite some time. Then one night 6 months later, I had my husband take me to the cemetary at about 2:30 am, and I sat down and started talking to him.
I guess I shoud mention that he was a stubborn man, and smoked until the day he died.
While I was sitting there, a big poof of smoke came from the ground. I felt that he was telling me that all was forgiven and that he was home now. He was ok, and I should be as well.
We had bought a new house by this time and mom had moved in with us. We went home, and I woke up my mom and told her that I had talked to dad, and that everything was going to be alright. She gave me a hug, said "I know", smiled and told me she loved me.

Last June, on the 22nd, I lost mom. Again, I wish I would have done SO many things differently. I didn't think I could hurt worse, or miss someone antmore than I did my dad. He was my guiding light. But I miss my mom so much. I waited and waited to hear from her. 2 weeks and 3 days ago, I did.
I was laying in bed, half asleep, and my husband walked in and put two 7 week old puppies down on my tummy. Just as he let go, I heard my mom and hr silly grin, and the way she breathed. I could smell her. I pulled the comforter from over my head, and she was gone.
She is pleased with the puppies. :-)
A few days later, I was cleaning out my closet, and I could feel her and smell her again. So, I started talking to her. I got so many answers that day, as well as I think she did too. I can't wait for the next visit.
There are times I the entire livingroom will fill up with the scent on my dads cigar, and I know he is there. And, when we go to visit them at the cemetary, we all (my husband and 3 children and myself) can smell my moms purfume. She always liked to go out to see my dad, and would wear her favorite perfume when she did, so, I know she is there with us, so we don't feel so alone.
I hope all of this made sense?
It is so hard to put across your emotions and feelings over the internet. I love and miss them both so very much. They are together again, without pain, and home with their maker.
That is the important thing. Maybe since I have been thinking about her so much today, she'll come visit later this evening!

I have picked up the ohone on more occassions that I can recall to call her. I've even dialed her number before realizing. My daughter has done this twice as well. She has been in tears the last week missing grandma. Maybe mom will help ease her pain soon? I don't know, but I would like to think so.

Thanks for letting my share with you all.

God's Blessings ~
Tina

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loagiehoagie

Oh, Tina...I was crying reading your heartfelt words. You have a real gift and seem like such a nice and sensitive soul. Here's a hug right back (((((Tina))))))

My mom insisted...insisted...no respirator!! Of course, after surgery she had to be on it...and we told her that...she was not happy about it at all.

Then she was off it after surgery..but had to be put back on...for almost 2 weeks. They took her off and we thought that was a good sign, but I think the doctors knew there was no hope ...just didn't want to say it. Mom died the next morning....we didn't make it in time to say goodbye. That hurts a lot. And they left her there with that part of respirator sticking out of her mouth. I bet she had a premonition about that.

I will be so glad when mothers day is over. That is all I hear day and night, and it hurts to think I will never be able to celebrate with her again in this world.

For all of you who still have your mom here...be extra nice to her tomorrow...and everyday for that matter. Life is so fragile and can be taken anytime.

Duane

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dagwood1028

My dad was having pain on the morning of sat. March. 24, 2007. I came home from security grave shift job. I got home about 9 a.m. and I asked my dad if he wants me to make coffee and he told me his stomach is hurting so he have some tea. I then asked my dad if you want to make son linguisa and he didn't want any. I made some meat loaf and would warm it for dinner and i got some sleep. I Woke up about 5 p.m. and finish the potatoes and some peas, and my father was sitting on lounge chair and i said, dad's dinner is done and my father got up and got his meat loaf and potatoes and peas and he ate dinner. Atfer dinner my dad was having pain under his right rib cage and he ketp holding his side of stomach. I left for work at 7:40 P.M. , I had to drive 52 miles from santa clara to Emeryville for my security job. I called home at 10 p.m. and my Mom said my sister and her husband drove my Dad to V.A. Hospital in palo alto, ca. Any I was relieved he did go to emergency to see why he was having pain. I wish I took him before I left for work but I didn't know it was that serious. Anyway I got home Sunday morning and my father wasn't in his bed and I asked my brother he's not home frome hospital and they had to do more tests. anywqay I wanted to go visit him but I slept I GOT UP AND TOOK BUS AND BART to work. I called our house at 1030 p.m. and my niece said my dad had gallstones and they took them out thru his nose. I felt aliilte relieved but it was more serious. First my dad's 88 years old and he still drove our new 2006 camry and he drove from santa clara to palo alto v.a. hospital on his Mar 8 check-up. My dad did have high blood pressure but he kept under control with his medicine and lots fruits and vegetables. Anyway my dad went on life support and the gallstones got in his bile duct between gallbladder and pancreas and inflamed his pancreas and he develop acute pancreastus. I was very mad because my father faithfully at least 8 times a year for 26 years been going to v.a. hospital for all sorts of tests and why not one doctor saw these gallstones and had them remove before they got in the bile duct is uncalled for. Well my dad for the first week was on ventilator and anti-biotics and then it affected his liver and kidneys. The second week my dad was in the I.C.U his tongue was half purple and it's right side, and they weren't keeping his tongue moistion up ,me and my ten brothers and sisters let the lvn and the doctors his tongue shouldn't been cut theres no excuse for this and other care we saw my dqad not getting. Anyway I went outside on tuesday April 3,2007 I was going to cry thinking all this could have been prevented with better doctors from all his visits they fail my father. I look up in the evening sky and all these ice cirrus clouds were blowing over the hospital from the west and kept thing these and the angels coming to take the next group of people to heaven and I was still not happy as view these clouds some hace wings on them. Anyway my father died on Good Friday at 4:50 P.M. AND I and my newphew went in my dad room and all monitors and everything was shut off and the nurses and doctors said he just died and it was 4:53 p.m. I told my nephew to go to waiting and tell everyone that your grandpa has pass on. Anyway they lost his glasses after going around hospital to different areas and they couldn't find them I was really mad because there's no excuse to lose your love's things. Anyway on May 27,2007 I was dreaming and my father was briefly in my dream ; in the kithchen I saw my dad next to sink and he said I had alot of infections and I said dad you know you died and we buried you and shuffle over to the chair where he always sat for any of his meals and I woke and told my Mom and brother. The next day Memorial Day I WAS GETTING SLEEPY driving home from work it was getting light so Pull off 880 freeway and went to parking of this corporation and just closed my eyes about 10 minutes and my dad's voice came over loud and clear "D" my nickname and I woke up and went shopping at Food Max and got some groceries for Memorial day and I stop at my father grave and said dad I love you and appreciate all you did for Mom and his ten kids. My Dad taught 6th grade fpr 36 years in san jose, ca and he enriched alot of his students life also. I LOVE YOU DAD AND WILL ALWAYS SEE EACH IN OUR DREAMS, THOUGHTS, AND IN OUR ETERNAL LIFE.

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alisande

Dagwood, thank you for sharing your story. Your dad is still very much with you, and I agree: You will always see each other in your dreams, thoughts, and eternal life.

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alisande

Dagwood, thank you for sharing your story. Your dad is still very much with you, and I agree: You will always see each other in your dreams, thoughts, and eternal life.

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dearonmoniz_yahoo_com

I heard my father llast wednesday at 3:30 a.m. he set the house fire alarm two times. he is wathing over our family. Also thank you to alisande for your reassuring words.Happy Father's Day.

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mav63_2007

I told this story on another thread but I want to tell it again. My husband died in so much pain that we never really got to say goodbye and we never had a goodbye kiss. Only a few weeks after he passed I had a dream that I was laying on a lounge chair and a man with a cowboy had covering most of his face, bent over me and gave me the sweetest kiss then he walked away with me shouting after him "please come back, I recognize that kiss". I believe that my DH knew that I missed a goodbye kiss and came to me.

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dearonmoniz_yahoo_com

Leaving work at 5 a.m. in the morning on july 3,2007 as I was almost to my jeep the headlights begin flashing on and off all by it self. I got to the car and turn off security alarm but this had nothing to do with my headlights flashing on and off. This was a sign from my father who passed away on Good Friday 4/6/07. This is physical activity from my dad letting me know he is alright and he watching over our family. I told my mom about this and we know if my father trying to communicate with. Next week we our having a seance and someone bringing a ojuia board to contact my dad.

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dagwood1028

peace to the whole world and all pray to jesus for the war and suffering in iraq and africa and middle east to end and begin a new beginning on earth, love and peace.

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hamc36

Two weeks after my brother's sudden death, I dreamt about him. In my dream, I was in a crowded store, and I saw Bob ahead of me. I hurried to catch up to him, and when we were walking beside each other, I turned to him, crying, and said, " I miss you so much." He mumbled, "Yeah...well.. its only been a couple of weeks."
This dream was so vivid, and so comforting.

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sylviatexas1

A few weeks ago, I heard this story from a young woman I met at a garden club get-together.

Beth's husband Chad's older sister Lisa had taken care of Chad his whole life, & when he & Beth married, she "adopted" Beth too & was very close to both of them.

Lisa died in a car accident before Beth even realized that she was pregnant with her first child.

Lisa had lived in Hawaii several years before, & had become close friends with a guy named Mel.

In the crush of events, no one thought to call Mel.

Late one night when Beth's new baby Gemma was 2 weeks old, her phone rang.

It was Mel.

He said, "I'm sorry to call so late, but I've just had the oddest dream, & I can't reach Lisa; I must have an old phone number. Does Lisa have a niece named Gemma?"

After explanations & commiserations, Mel said that in this dream, Lisa had just dropped in on him at his home & visited, just like she always used to do, & told him that she was looking after her niece now & that, when the niece was older, she wanted her to come to Hawaii & enjoy all the things that she, Lisa, had enjoyed. .

Then she said she had to go, she had to go back to Texas to look after her niece Gemma.


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dagwood1028

hope everyone is healthy and treating thier family and friends with respect.

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dagwood1028

hope everyone is healthy and treating thier family and friends with respect.

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misspistachio

I just found this forum and my heart goes out to all of you.
My father passed away at home on April 21st of 2007,the day before my son's 14th birthday.My son and I live with my parents. My father had been sick for years.On liquid oxygen for 3 years at 9 10 liters.His lungs were dimished capasity since his double bi-pass back in 1993.
It was the most tramatic experience watching my father take his last breath. I don't think I'll ever get over that.
This is hard to write because I miss him so very much. On the day of his funeral,which turned out to be on his 77th birthday,I had just driven in to the cemetary with my mother.The radio was on low and as we made the trip thru the cemetary to where my father would be laid to rest,the radio got louder as a song started playing. The song was.."I believe I can Fly,I Believe I can touch the sky"....the radio would not turn down and we had to open the windows because it was so loud. When we approached the burial site everyone started raising their arms to the sky and swaying to the music.It was a beautiful sign from my father.He had been tied down to an oxygen air hose for so long and hardly left the house for so long. But,here he was telling us that he was ok,and he was free from everything that held him down.
When ever I get overwhelmed with trying to make it thru the day,that song comes to my mind and I make it thru.
Thank You Daddy
You are missed.

Thank You for letting me share my father. Bless you all.
Julie

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organic_sara

Speaking of seeing a loved after they have passed away. About 4 nights ago I had the most vivid dream about my deceased mother of 40 years ago. I was walking to my apartment building and saw my mother standing outside waiting for me. I looked at her in the eyes and said "You're alive?" She just looked at me and asked "What?". Then I felt something was wrong so I asked her what's the matter. She stepped aside and showed me a box behind her and in it was my darling little dog Lucy. She told me Lucy is very sick and dying, but she's not suffering, she kept talking to me very quietly and reassuring me she's not suffering. I ran over to Lucy and grabbed her and started sobbing. It was then that I woke up sobbing my eyes out. I don't really understand the meaning of this dream, but maybe it's my mother coming to reassure me that when the time comes for me to lose my darling little dog, she'll be there to take care of her.... what's your opinion

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alisande

That's the way I interpreted it, Sara. How wonderful to know that your mother has been with you, watching over you, for 40 years. Of course, that's what our loved ones do, but it's so nice to have confirmation like this.

Best of luck with Lucy. I have two elderly dogs, and it makes me sad to think about what's ahead. But I know when the time comes my daughter Jill will be there to take care of them on the other side.

Julie, thanks for sharing that marvelous story!

Susan

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organic_sara

Thanks Susan for agreeing with my interpretation. I do believe that our loved ones are always with us. I actually feel my mother talking to me sometimes in my head when I'm worried or upset about something, it's a strange feeling, but a good feeling.
Well we have to be strong when the day comes that we'll lose our faithful furry friends also. But I do believe they have a place on the other side with us because we give them part of our soul when they are alive.
Thanks again Susan

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kelzo123

I have loved reading each and every one of these posts. I know there is an afterlife of some sort, and I believe if you are receptive, things will happen. It's a beautiful thing and I only wish it would happen more often to me!

I lost my Mom 12 years ago, when I was 26 yrs old, from a very aggressive brain tumor that killed her 3 weeks after her fist symptom. We were very close, like sisters, and when she passed away I suffered greatly for more than a year. It was the hardest time of my life.

Mom died in March. Our first Christmas without her, I went "home" for the holiday to spend Christmas Eve with my Grandmother, my Mom's Mom. Before I went to her house, I stopped at the cemetery to visit my Mom's grave. It was a cold snowy day in Massachusetts and I was feeling very sad, lonely, and depressed, still grieving. I stood at her gravesite and told Mom how much I missed her and how much I needed to know she was watching over me. I asked her if she could give me a sign, or let me just see her one more time, I really needed that. I cried so hard, and I was looking off in the distance hoping to see her. Or hear her - something. Nothing happened.

I got in the car and drove down the road to my grandmothers. It was early afternoon and we didn't need to be at my Uncle's house for a few more hours so I laid down on the bed and rested while my grandmother sat on the couch. We were both having a tough time, being the first ChrismanÂs without her, but neither of us wanted to talk about it. I didn't even tell her I went to the Cemetery because I didn't want to make her cry.

So I rested for a few minutes just thinking about Mom.

Suddenly - the tv across the room turned on. By itself! I looked at my Grandmother and she simply smiled and said "Angels". I smiled back and said "Yes, I know". We were both thinking the same thing but that was the extend of our conversation. The TV is fine, it had never done anything like that before, and the remote control was on a table no where near us. That was the sign I asked for, and Mom delivered. It felt very special and it had a soothing effect on me for rest of the Christmas season.

I am also visited by my Mother often in my dreams and I truly believe this is her way to keep in touch with me and just to generally let me know that she's around. She came to me again in a dream two nights ago.

I usually dream of her in the house I grew up in, but this time it was in my house, which we bought 4 years ago. I was in my kitchen trying to call the dog to let him out, and the dog kept looking behind him and didn't want to come down to the bottom of the stairs. I kept calling Freckles, and FINALY he walked down the stairs. And Mom walked down right behind him! I ran across the room and threw my arms around her and gave her the biggest hug! I cried and I said - "MOM - You're here?"

She hugged me back and said - "Of coarse I'm here".

Thanks Mom. I miss you and I'll never forget all of the memories we've shared.

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thedeadman0313_yahoo_com

After reading all of these posts, I was hoping to find a similar occurance that myself experienced and one that myself and my grandma experienced, but I found nothing. Perhaps my grandma and I are getting different signs.

Here's my story.

I lived with my grandmother for most of my life. I never really had a father so my grandfather took over that role. He got me into good schools and was always there for me. My grandpa gave up smoking after many years of doing it but to only get slammed with lung cancer that the doctors missed on several occasions. They determined that he had "shingles". But after several other visits he was determined to have cancer and was givin a year to live.

I slept in the living room with my bed ridden (sp) grandpa and took care of him during the night. ie getting him water or adjusting the oxygen tank. One night he was calling for me but I chose to ignore it b/c to tell the truth it was getting to me, mind you i was maybe 15 at the time. Another night i chose to sleep in my bed and my sister watched over him. According to my sister he was complaining about not getting any air so she adjusted the tank to max yet he still didnt feel any air. She told him let me go get grandma "nana" and he said no there is no need to disturb her I'll be fine. He didn't make it through the night. Did he know that it was his time and didn't want his wife to be there b/c he never wanted her to suffer b/c he was suffering?

A few weeks after his passing several occurances happened to me and I took them as signs from him.

The first ouucrance would be I would wake from a dead sleep and see a shadow human figure refleced on my television, I would turn to the hallway to see the figure but it would be gone, i would turn back to look at the tv screen and I would see the shadow figure slip off into the hallway.. Now I am taking that as my grandpa watching over me at night,, perhaps b/c I watched over him at night is he doing the same for me?

The second occurance both my grandma and I have had happen to on several occasions but only late at night. I would yet again awake from a dead sleep and hear the radio playing, i could make out the songs and the dj talking like it was live.. i thought ok im just messing with myself but then I heard the next song play. At this time I got out of bed and went to the entertainment center, only to find out that the radio was not on. So i go back to my room and as soon as I lay down the music starts again!! I just stay in bed and fall asleep at this point. The next morning I ask my grandma if she ever heard the radio at night after we all are in bed. She then answered you hear it also? This confirmed that I wasn't losing my mind. So I told my grandma that grandpa "her husband" is still in this house with us watching over us and the radio thing he is either playing a joke on us "b/c he was a jokester" or that it is a sign that he is ok.

I have since moved out and don't know if my grandma still hears the radio late at night.

Please tell me what you think of all this :)

E-mails will be appreciated since I cant always get on the internet.

My e-mail is : thedeadman0313@yahoo.com

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rocker_matt

Add to my story that my grandpa fought cancer for 6 yrs

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sylviatexas1

My aunt is nearly 90 now, so she hardly has any contemporaries to lose, but in her younger days, she sometimes mentioned, in a matter-of-fact manner, conversations she had with her 2 brothers, both of whom had died years before.

She'd say things like,
"John came to me last night & told me not to worry. He's taking care of everything."

& then we'd learn that someone in our family (at that time we were all over the country) had died.

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ilona1013

I just want to start off by saying, all of your stories have touched me so much that it has brought me to tell mine.

My brother passed away when I was 6 yrs old and he was 21. I was much too young to understand all the details. All I knew was, he was very kind, generous, and far too young to die. My mom always told me how much he loved me and cared for me. I am 3 yrs older now then he was when he passed. I was told he died of leukemia, but was misdignoised and with diabetes and that lead to his death. I still remember the day my mom got the call he died. She let out a scream that will be with me forever. I remember we moved back with my grandparents bc my mom couldn't deal with all the pain. One thing I remember the most was being in his room and always feeling like I wasn't alone and being scared. My mom always told me never to be afraid of him. So, soon after he passed I remember my mom told me years later that she went back into his room and she put her hand on the light switch and then she felt something cold on her hand, but only for an instant. She also told me that every year on his anniversary she has a dream of him as a young boy and then she wakes up at the exact time he passed away, every year. The only real dream I remember of him was when I was about 21 (around the time he passed) and in the dream I am walking alone on a desserted road with a bare field surrounding me. There are railroad tracks ahead and all of a sudden the crossings come down and there is my brother telling me to follow him. Although there are no words that are spoken but I still know what he is saying. He tells me to follow him to the cemetary. There all of sudden there are flashes of pictures that represent what he is trying to tell me and what he is trying to tell me is, he didn't die the way my mom told me he did. The dream didn't make much sense to me until months down the road when I was at a relatives house and my cousin and I came across a picture of my brohter at a younger age and I said something along the lines of "It's so sad how he died" and my relative said, "why, how do you think he died" and I told him, but the look on his face explained there was much more to the story!!! In fact it wasn't at ALL close to how he really passed away, but when I tried to get my answers I was only left with more questions. But one thing is for sure I NEVER thought that dream could be real, until I found out the truth, which leads to believe loved ones do communicate with us, one way or another! However, I haven't had many more dreams of him since, or atleast none that I can remember.

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mariong

My brother and I just walked to my Dad's house and visited - A really nice visit - My Mom just passed away in November. My Dad was never very social - When we had family gatherings at our homes - My Dad never came - My Mom always did though...
I just got home and the phone rang - the caller ID showed it was my Dad/Mom's house - There was only static on the line. So I called him back - And he said, "No, I didn't just call you." He wasn't using his phone.
I'm sure it was my Mom glad that my brother and I were just visiting with my Dad. I'm sure...

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ciberdawg

My sister has been gone since April 17, 2005. There are a couple of things I will share with you. The first is actually on the day she died. I had been dating a guy for a short time and was thinking of going over to her house just to say hello and have her meet him. (I swear this is true!) I actually heard her voice in my mind saying, "No. Don't waste your gas as you are coming over tomorrow anyway." So I didn't mention it. The next day, I went on my job interview and then to my sister's as planned. That is when I found her. I believe she was already gone when I heard her voice and she did not want me to find her and then have to try to go on a job interview the next day. The second thing is I was dreaming that I saw her. I woke up from the dream and she was standing by my bed. She held her hand out to me. I asked her, "Sheila, what do you want?" And then she faded away. I to this day am totally unsure as to what that meant. My dad died in 1973 and for years I would not accept that he was gone. My mother had a closed casket funeral so I never really got to say good-bye. I dreamed of him 4 years later. he was at the bootom of a flight of stairs beckoning to me. Then he went through a door. I went down the stairs and oepend the door. He was in an open casket with candles all around. I started screaming and crying in the dream and I woke up screaming and crying. I believe he was showing me he was truly gone and it was okay. I still sob for him to this day sometimes. I loved my daddy dearly.

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dagwood1028

i want every one to know my father came to in early dec 07 in the spirit of a butterfly. the colors were black and yellow spots, just like the shirt he always wore. also there are no butterflys in the month of dec. anyway it was my dad watching over and reassuring me he was around and alright.

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dagwood1028

i want every one to know my father came to me in early dec 07 in the spirit of a butterfly. the colors were black and yellow spots, just like the shirt he always wore. also there are no butterflys in the month of dec. anyway it was my dad watching over and reassuring me he was around and alright.

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soonermagic

My brother took his own life 11 months ago today. It was a mere days before his daughter's third birthday. Of course, my neice does not understand my brother's passing and why her daddy is no longer around. Two days after his passing, she woke up from her nap and matter of factly told her mother, "Mommy, daddy's happy now." It gave us all great peace.

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roxann831

My Meemaw passed away March 7th. When she found out she had cancer her one wish was to make it to her 70th birthday. The night before her 70th birthday the Hospice nurse said she would probably be gone in about 20 minutes (at around 10:30 pm)so we called the whole family over. Half an hour later she was still breathing so we kept saying we thought she was going to make it to her birthday. The nurse just kept looking down, not having the heart to tell us it wasn't possible. But she made it! She turned 70 at midnight and she passed away at 12:15 am. I just thought I'd share that part because I think it shows the spirit she has.

The real reason for writing is that when she found out she had cancer and even before, I always asked her to please come to me and let me know there was life after death when she died. Death scares me so bad and I thought if I got a message from her I would be okay.

The day she died I had to pick my husband up from work (about 30 minutes from our house). On the way back I started crying hysterically. My husband was like "What... what?". I said "I think I just got my message". The car in front of us... the whole ride home... their license plate was "ShrlyAn". My meemaw's name was Shirley Ann. He actually got out of the car and asked the lady for permission to take a picture.

My main reason for posting this is selfish. I believed so badly that day that it was my Meemaw telling me what I wanted to hear. Since her death (more than a month ago) my world seems to have crumbled around me. I have no faith in anything anymore. I am so depressed. I think what I need is reassurance from people that truly believe that what I saw what a message from Meemaw. Because my depressed mind can't help but think it was just a coincidence... and I hate thinking that way. So what is everyone's honest opinion? Feel free to email.

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jampack

Roxann, Why couldn't it not be a sign?

My husband died Nov. 24, 2007 after being disabled for 3 years and 2 months of illness. I took care of him at home and was with him when he died. Per his wishes, he was cremated and there were no services. I felt sad & without closure that I need that services provide in the grieving process. I know that I could have gone ahead and had a funeral, but I was so tired, I don't think I could do it.

My daughter came from Texas a week later to help me with some doctor's apptmts for me. It was evening, she drew the drapes in the living room, turned and walked back to her chair, I turned to go into another room. We looked up just as the drapes and rod both came fluttering down from the holders! We both just looked at each other and said, "that was Gary!" He was telling us he was ok ! We both agreed on this.

I have NEVER had any "signs" from departed loved ones before and not expected one from Gary. He did not share my religious beliefs and I had privately grieved and prayed about that before he died. But I do not discount what others have experienced either. I KNOW that God works in mysterious ways!

Yes, a curtain rod falling down in an old house COULD have been coincidence. But I choose to believe it was not. The screws were not loose, no wind, nothing else but his way of showing me he was ok and moving on.

How many times have you seen that license plate? Take it as a sign from your grandmother. She is alright. Honor her with being happy and the best person you can be.
Jan

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tenderchichi

I tend to agree with Jan. Since there is no way to prove it for sure either way, then why not believe it was meant for good and that she gave you this as a sign?

I think it is wonderful!

My daughter visited this evening. She had a vivid dream of our Papa (my Daddy) who recently passed on. I have yet to dream of Him. She was crying. Everyday she is reminded that he is gone and cannot see him again. We cried together tonite.

It is sad. But, these little signs and dreams...give us the confidence that our loved ones have gone to a "new" place and are happy. It also adds new hope in a certainty that we will be reunited with them.

I don't think any one adjusts to the death of a loved one. We probably continually process it as we draw closer to our own natural demise. As people get older they are continuously adjusting to all kinds of losses. People lose their youth, often times their health, their children move away, even their homes if finances and failing health don't allow for it. In the end, people often times are alone as spouses, parents, siblings and friends pass on. How painful life can be. I would think that as people pass thru their lives there is much of the "physical" that leaves them. What could sustain a person in the midst of these challenges but their faith and love. That is what is left in the end.

Your Meemaw gave you what she could, a sign of her Love. Think of it as her gift of faith to you and proof that she still exists because of her Love.

I know my Daddy loved us. He is still with me inside me. His face, voice, mannerisms and all the other personal things that make up a person, are still crystal clear in my mind. I don't think He will ever fade from my memory. I cannot see Him physically and that hurts, but I know Him and will never ever forget Him. He is the same to me as when he was alive and so is your Meemaw. Nothing can change that ever.

Best wishes, Roxann.

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nan_nc

My, what a long thread..and so valuable.

My visit occurred BEFORE my mother died. She was terminally ill with cancer and being cared for by hospice and by my brother and sister-in law, clear across the country from where I live. I had no option to go help, but had been out to visit a couple of months before.

About three days before she passed, I had a vivid "waking dream." In this event, I was taking laundry from the dryer to my bed, which is where I do all my folding. There she was, in a print blouse and dark slacks, dark socks and no shoes, with a bandana on her head tied like women in the 40's used to do them. She got up, gave me a HUGE hug (unusual for her in life), told me not to let my son and my granddaughter forget her, and then said "I've got to go be sick now. Don't touch my face, it's not set yet." She died of squamous cell cancer that basically destroyed her face. In the dream, it was perfect, but had that pink, slightly shiny look of skin which has had a scab come off. She and I were never close..fought like tigers ever since I hit the ground. But she loved me, and I loved her.

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regularamerican

I saw my mother after she passed away, I am not sure if I was asleep or awake, I opened my eyes and saw her setting in a chair beside my bed, I knew that she shouldn't be there, so I asked her, what are you doing here and she said , I just wanted to come and see how you were doing. She smiled at me and then she was gone.

I wasn't sure about what had happened, if I were just dreaming or did I really see and talk to my Mother, after she had died. I really wanted to believe that she did, in fact come to see how I was doing.

I lost my brother about two months ago and, a couple weeks ago I woke up and saw him standing beside my bed. I saw him very clearly, he always wore a black cowboy hat and he was wearing it the morning I saw him.
This time I was wide awake. there was light in my bedroom, coming in from the street lights outside and a light that was always left on down the hallway, and there was no mistake that I saw him standing there.
He just looked at me, with a look on his face like we had been in a conversation and it was my turn to say something, I started to speak but I was aware that I was awake and not dreaming, i just looked at him and wondered what was going on. I kept looking at him and he just stood there like he was waiting for me to speak. I kept looking at him and kept trying to tell myself that he couldn't actually be there and finally he just kinda faded away. I looked at the clock and it was 4:11 am, I never went back to sleep, and got up.

A few days later I realized that the day he appeared to me was his birthday. I really don't know if there was any significance to that but then I was wondering if it had my mothers birthday when she appeared to me, I guess there is no way I will ever know since, it was several years ago that I saw her.

I am a very logical person, I have no superstitions and I don't believe in ghosts and I have never encountered anything like this before in my life. This just seems real to me.
I just know that it meant a lot to me that they appeared to me, and I was very pleased to see them, There was no fear involved at all and I would welcome them back again anytime.

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yvonnekate

Thanks so much for sharing EVERYONE ! I lost my Dad 2 weeks ago and oh what I wouldn't give to have "something" from him.........

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tenderchichi

I finally dreamed of my Dad. He passed a few months ago. He was eighty-six and looked "good" for his age. Always kept him self in shape.

In the dream, though, he appeared to be much younger. Maybe forty or so as I remembered him as a child. I was outside of a house. Not sure if it was mine or my childhood home. I was around family. My Dad was in a car and he beeped. I looked in at him and recognized him to be my Dad. He kind of gave me a little smile. In the dream I was not suprised at all other then thinking how good he looked. It was just a very brief glimpse of him and I woke up. It seemed so natural for him to be there. Not unusual. As if he stopped by unexpectedly to pay me a visit.

It was brief but nice to see him. Oddly, he was much younger, healthy and vibrant looking and very much alive. I think he stopped by to let me know he was doing just fine. I'm so happy that came to visit me in a dream so I could see he was doing just fine as dearly Loved Him.

I miss you Daddy.


"Daddy's Little Girl", click to listen

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donnawb

I have to share some of mine. My daughter was pregant with her baby and I kept having a dream and someone was telling me that I was going to raise the baby. I don't know who but I had it many times in those nine months. She was born a healthy baby to a healthy 22 year old. Michelle (the mother) went missing one night and that night I had a dream and saw her in blue pants and a white shirt that had stains all over. I wouldn't let the face come into focus but did see the hair was in disarray. We had the police looking for her because the last people that saw her said her boyfriend was screaming for her to stop her car and she did. They found her dead the next afternoon. The next afternoon we were almost 600 miles away taking our other daughter to college.

Two days later my daughter that was in college said her answering machine kept going off and it was Michelle talking to her. She got up and the answering machine was not plugged in.

About 10 months after that my husband was taking the dishes out of the dishwasher and was looking up and talking to someone. At that time we were getting ready for the trial (domestic violence on Michelle) and in the middle of a custody battle for her baby with the father's mother. It was his step-mother that was talking to him and telling him that all would be well with the baby. We aren't going to lose her. We called his dad and his mom had died hours earlier.

My dad died in July 07 and my mom said the light in her kitchen that never worked under the cabinet went on a few days after he died. She looked and it didn't have a bulb in it.

Sadly my mom died it May on my other daughters birthday. She lived across the state and we were getting ready to go out a few days after she passed and my car doors kept locking after I unlocked them and I couldn't figure what was going on as they never did that and the car was only 3 months old. Usually when you lock or unlock you here the click but not that time. I don't know but took that as a sign that my mom was around.

Forgot to mention when it went to trail they said that she had on blue pants and white tee.

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tenderchichi

As you mentioned about the light under the cabinet turning on without a bulb, I read that people experience such things. Some hear the radio playing and when they look it is not turned on.

My Aunt called to let me know that she had a dream of my Dad. We were at a funeral and he was in attendance well dressed in a suit looking dazzling. She mentioned to Him how well he looked and then He hugged her, my cousin (her daughter) and me and my daughter.

Wonder whose funeral we were all at?

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sylviatexas1

maybe his?

I've heard that a lot of-visitations, I guess- involve electrical appliances, light bulbs, & battery-operated gizmos "acting up".

something about the nature of the energy of the departed one.

Many years ago, I lost a client to whom I had been very close.

After I went to bed that night, I heard music in the living room.

A musical Christmas card, the kind that plays when you open it, was lying on the sofa table, fully closed, playing its cheery music.

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loagiehoagie

On Valentines Day, which was my parents wedding anniversary my Dad's Playstation would not turn on. He is 70 years old but a longtime video game junkie. It drove my mom nuts. He tried and tried to get it to work....nothing. A little later he decided to clean up the place a bit and vacummed the carpeting. The game system came on all by itself! My mom had to say 'now you got the housework done you can play your game'! Just like momma!

Duane

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darzie

I've seen my grandfather setting in my dinning room, it was pretty freaky and found out that it was his birthday. I wish my Mom would come to me it would be so comforting and now that I've seen my grandfather I know there's something other then this life.

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cjmg85

I just came across this forum while searching for seeing past away family again. I have read most of the messages here and my heart goes out to all of you. Shoegirl, I really liked your story about the radio! I am currently 23 years old.

Anyway two weeks ago today I lost my Great Grandmother who I was pretty close to. She passed away at just one month and three days shy of 95 years old. Up until October of this year she had been in great shape. Although she did have lung cancer, the doctor said that it was moving so slowly, it wasn't even a real threat to her, and something else would get her long before the cancer ever did. So despite the cancer, she was doing great, and I always believed, both before and after her diagnosis with cancer, that she would easily make it to 100 years old. She was a very stong and tough woman, and had been through so much in her life and was still going strong!

Well, back in early october, she fell and broke her hip. She went through a surgery for it and ended up with a partially artificial hip in the process. After both breaking her hip and then the surgery to fix it spelled out the beginning of the end for her. Not only was the medication she was given making her tired all the time, the whole process caused her cancer to spread. It was now in her bones and her brain.

Although I was very close with my great-grandmother, I hadn't seen her much over the last year. I worked all the time and lived on the opposite side of town. I regret this VERY much now that she's gone that I didn't set aside more time for her, or at least to call her, but I did see her every single weekend after she broke her hip. Why did it take for her to break her hip before I did that? Oh, regret! Also, I spent the whole entire day with her at her bedside before her passing, even though she couldn't talk to me by that point, she knew I was there with her, and did find little ways of communicating with me during my visit.

ANYWAY, I am very sad and depressed at her passing, but she has given me so many signs and comforts that she is still with me. I am going to share those with you now.

One was at the reception after the funeral. I was alone in a room in my uncle's house and all of a sudden I could sense that she was sitting in one of the chairs she always sat in when we were over there. It was such a strong feeling that I literally walked over to the chair and kissed the thin air over it and said "I love you grandma!" Nothing more or less than a feeling, but it was very intense and real.

Another time was one night as I was getting into bed. I said out loud "grandma, I love you and miss you so much and I just want you to know that whenever you feel you want to visit me to just go ahead and do it. Any time at all, I won't reject a visit from you." No sooner did I say that my cat jumped up on me, gave me just a little nudge with his nose, and started purring very loudly. He was unusually calm and lay perfectly still as I started to pet him. I said "you're here now, aren't you grandma?" and the cat gave me another soft nudge right away. Such an awesome and powerfully comforting moment, and as I started to fall asleep the cat lay with me, perfectly calm and still, again extremely unusual for the little guy.

I had to work from 8 to 2 on Thanksgiving Day at my store, and about an hour before the end of my shift, a lady came in who was looking for bubble bath. She was on the completely opposite side of the store from where she should have been looking for it, and saw me and asked me. So I took her to it. On the way, she said that she normally doesn't go into stores on holidays, this was actually the first time she's entered a store on a holiday in many years, and she hadn't even been heading towards the area where the store is. She had just heard about how we had recently opened and she came in because bubble bath sounded good to her and she was almost out at home. She asked me how I was doing and I merely said "alright."

Well, we get to where it should be, and we're out. I appologized to her and she said to me "like my great-grandmother used to say, don't be sorry, be care filled." I told her that it was funny that she brought up great-grandmothers, as mine had just passed less than two weeks ago. She instantly threw out her arms and gave me an enormous hug and went on to say how she does not believe in coincidences, everything happens for a reason, and her reason for being in a store on a holiday for the first time in years, and happening to bump into me and ask me when she knew it wasn't way over where she was looking to begin with, and the fact that she even went out of her way to go there when she already had bubble bath at home anyway, and was merely running low, was to give me some comfort from my pain when I needed it. We had a nice talk about families and such, and she was a very nice lady, and the whole experience just really lifted me. She gave me another hug before she left and said that even though it's tough now, it will get better. Of course I already knew that, but the whole experience and nicety from a complete stranger was just very awesome.

There have been several other occassions as well, where I'll be sad and crying, only to stop suddenly and have a very comforting feeling come over me, as if she was there. A few times I have "talked" with her but only in my head, and sometimes I wonder if I'm really only imagining it. I have yet to see her in any dream, but I sure hope to some time soon. I've seen other past family members in dreams before and I'd absolutely love to see her in one. In a dream I could actually give her a hug again! How very nice that would be, to be able to give my great-grandmother a hug once again! Someday I'm sure that I'll be visited in a dream by her, I just hope that it's sooner rather than later, and more than just once, even if they do end up being far and few between.

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pinkmermaid_earthlink_net

My father passed away last April 25th at 73 years of age. My sister and two bothers and I were with him at the hospital when he passed. My sister and I live on the other side of the country and my boyfriend flew us both there to be with him when he passed. My dad was sorry that he would never get to meet my wonderful boyfriend who made sure his daughters got there in time. He was very worried about dying and had what they call end of life issues. Mumbling a lot about what will happen after he goes and very afraid. He eventually passed peacefully as I had them up his morphine...

One of my brothers mentioned that dad had been really getting into Pink Floyd in the months prior, and that he asked my brother, who also was a PF fan if he knew how to cue The Wizzard of Oz to play with Dark side of the moon. Now if you're not a Pink Floyd fan let me explain. It's kind of an underground cult thingy that fans have discovered and that is that if you watch the Wizzard of Oz with the sound off and start Dark side of the moon in just the right spot they are in sync and it's really trippy. Anyway my dad and brother never figured out how to time it before my dad passed...

After he died and the funeral home picked up his body, we all drove dads car over to the funeral home. We had been driving that car all week and the radio on always. A few times we had attempted to insert a CD but when we hit eject the little door would open and close quickly and not accept or eject a CD, so we just left it on the radio...

In the meeting with the funeral home they asked us what song we would like played. We all looked around blankly and said we would tell them later. When we got back out to the car I said "I can't believe we have no idea what song dad wanted!" When we turned on the car the radio was complete static. My sister said, "Hit his presets and lets listen to his favorite stations. We hit button number one and a Pink Floyd song was playing. My brother said "OMG it's a sign from dad" to which I replied "Um, ok, but we are NOT going to play Pink Floyd at a funeral! That's just not ok!" and as soon as those words left my mouth, the song ended and the next one started. It was Pink Floyd's "Wish you were here". I turned it up and we cried all the way home knowing we found the perfect song. (at this point I still just thought it was a coincidence and WE just happened upon a song WE liked....)

So, the first night after he died my sister and I slept in dad's bed and my brothers slept in other rooms. At six in the morning we were awoken to a loud noise and shot up out of a dead sleep. The iron that was on the iron holder on the back of the door was swinging back and forth very aggressively, and making a huge racket. There was no denying it was a supernatural occurrence as nothing on earth could have made that happen...

We found dad's PF cd and played "Wish you were here" at the funeral. (Dad was a music lover and had a CD collection at home and a portfolio of burned and cataloged copies to listen to in his car) The next day set out to the lake in his car to scatter his ashes. We wanted to play the song on the way there so once again we attempted to insert the CD into the uncooperative CD player which at first did it's regular refusal to accept or eject a CD. We really wanted to hear it so we got more forceful and pulled the little door open and out popped a CD....

It was a burned copy of the exact CD we were trying to insert. The Pink Floyd CD with "Wish you were here" on it. It was the last CD dad put in there and listened to when he was driving. If we had hit "Play" instead of his number 1 radio station that day we would have heard the same song. Dad was telling us what song to play for him, and it was perfect. So we also played it when we scattered him over the waterfall he took us to when we were kids...

oh and one more thing....On the day my dad passed, my boyfriend was at home when a friend that lives an hour away showed up unannounced and unexpected. He just wanted to give my boyfriend something and left his car running as he didn't intend to stay. He just felt like bring this thing over to him and that was it. It was something my bf and his friend had never talked about before. It was a fan made bootleg DVD of The Wizzard of Oz with Dark side of the moon as the soundtrack lined up in just the right place.

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bellapiccola

Thank you for all of these beautiful stories, they help be believe what has been happening in the recent weeks since my husband passed away.

It was unexpected and he was young, 37. We were just trying to start a family and had moved into our new home together.

I was in complete shock and hysterical for several days, and the first major thing that happened was to my sister. My husband was from Italy originally, and my sister - much to her surprise (and she was actually shaken pretty deeply by this) out of the blue she had complete phrases in Italian pop into her mind. She did her best to write them down and using a translator she found out the phrases meant several things including that he was happy and enjoyed our loving marriage etc. not simple I love you's but full phrases - I felt if she was pulling even a well meaning hoax it would have been much more simple Italian.

I've had several dreams of my husband, one in which he took me dancing at a wedding in a small village in northern Italy, visited apple orchards in full bloom and simply enjoyed each other's company as we had before. He told me he was happy and having fun - these dreams were so vivid and real I can see them in my memory as if they really happened.

One night I was knitting the blanket I was working on for us before he died and I suddenly felt a heavy warm presence across the entire front of my body shortly after which our TV suddenly turned off and on about 6 times. I went to bed.

Another night at 4:32 in the morning my laptop, which was closed (and in sleep mode) tucked under our bed started playing piano music at full volume. It was the music from my husbands memorial site - specifically from the page where I had written the story of how we met and shared some of the most beautiful stories of our relationship. I pulled the laptop out from under the bed, opened it, had to log in and then open the page with his site (it wasn't the top tab left open) the music was playing at full volume - something I've never done with my laptop (doesn't sound good and it is LOUD).

The last strange thing that happened was I asked our puppy (who is a year old) spur of the moment 'Where's Daddy?' Our puppy was in the kitchen with me while I was making some tea and he just turned and looked out of the kitchen towards our dinning table at the only chair that was pulled back from the table. I thought that was strange and I said playfully 'hey where's daddy?' and our dog walked over to the chair sat down facing it, looking at it and then looked over his shoulder back at me - with quite a serious expression (not his typically excited bouncy puppy look).

I often feel like he is here, I often feel I am getting a hug and he is telling me he is happy and OK. Sometimes his nicknames for me pop into my head out of nowhere.

I love my husband very much. He was a beautiful man and will be missed by so many. I hope he is always with me.

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postshwetha_gmail_com

First of all thanks to all for posting their thoughts, which makes me feel am one among you to get these bizzare thoughts.

I am 22 now. As a kid I was bought up as a very strong girl and very independent by my mother. I never got any thought of loving anyone in my life though I had many crushes. Miss Independent girl.

I had been studying with Prav since three years. My life wasn�t going well then. I was quiet in college which isn�t my nature. I was a believer in astrology and had subscribed for my horoscope. It used to get delivered to my e-mail on a daily basis. My friend Prav by then was started getting very close. As I never showed my lovable personality I never had a doubt that he was following or loving me. As per the horoscope, someone already had entered my life and I am going to enter a new Phase of life. I tried hard to figure who it could be as I don�t allow and haven�t allowed anyone to enter my life. I just accepted prav but never said him about this. Prior to that I had started seeing sign of heart He clearly showed his love to me from his behavior. He didn�t tell me as he was scared where I will reject him. Later after some months of going around with Prav I finally proposed him and gave my heart to him. We became close and started dating.

He was a chain smoker and so were his friends. I never encouraged this habit but I didn�t bother him much with it. Soon after our college got over, we had met twice. The last day we met was May22 2010. We both later got busy in our new careers. We loved each other so much that I can�t pen it down in words.

In August 2010 he was diagnosed of cancer. Prav never said a word about it. He kept it in dark till May 22nd 2011. He used to ignore my calls saying he is getting treatment- chemotherapy and operations. But he never made any doubt come to me as he had cancer. I used to message him in face book and in mobile and rarely he would reply me. When I asked him he always told me to message him every time and not to get angry with him. He said he loved me a lot. I used get a doubt that something is really out of box. But the thought of death never came to me and I wasn�t ready to accept it.

I continued seeing the heart shaped signs of our love in my bathroom and in my room and would get consoled that all�s well in our life.

I was in office on 20th may11. I got a call from my classmate saying Prav is in supporter and has 2-3 hrs to live. That was the hell I had seen in my life. My friends and I rushed to hospital. Prav looked like never before. I was shocked to see him like that. I was just inconsolable. I then understood why he never wanted me to see him, why he ignored my calls and changed his mobile numbers. I stayed with him for some time by his bed. I was lucky that his family members were�nt there. It was luck that badly wanted after haven�t not seen him for a year. I held his hand and said to him "I will always be there with you". He was sleeping unconscious. After coming out, I saw his mom crying. But I couldn�t console her. I went home crying all the way. I prayed and told him to give up if it was paining a lot.

On May 22, 2011 he breathed his last. Exactly a year after we met. He left for a better place. I still see our signs of love but not so frequently as before.

His mobile ringtone is a song which is tightly based on our life which tells at the end even the creator of universe can�t separate us. He had put that ringtone months before�.

It�s a true saying that a moment with your lover can make you live life a lifetime. How true�.I will never get a lover as my Prav and as for cancer I will never forgive it in my life even if it gets me.
He didn�t deserve to die so young.

I still love you Praveen(prav).

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BeautyTver

My husband passed away recently at the age of 25. He was my true love and I will have him in my heart for the rest of my life. I saw a dream about a week ago that I believe was very special and I think it was a message from him. In that dream I went to the hotel me and him stayed at many times in the city that we first met at the oceanfront. There were 2 beds in the room and one of the beds had something laying on it. Once I came closer I saw that it was a photo album and also a letter without an envelope. I recognized his handwriting right away. At first I opened the photo album but to my surprise it was empty except for just one photo of us in the middle of it and 2 little notes written by him. They said that he loved me. Then I started reading the letter. I cannot remember all the things that were written in it, but I read the whole thing and I remember one sentense very clearly. It said "Darling, what you and me had was true love". I believe this to be a message from him. I love you, Chris.

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tygrlovr_yahoo_com

Thank you all so much for your postings. They make me feel like I'm not alone or crazy.
I had been dating Jay off and on for about 3 years. Even though we liked each other very much I think we were both afraid to really pursue more because of past heartaches. The summer he died we had started seeing more of each other and the last time I saw him he had come to my house to see me and we talked and talked. When he went to leave he held my hands and looking deeply into my eyes and asked me to consider being in something serious with him> He told me that he loved me and wanted me to love him and for us to be together> I agreed to call him later in the week to make plans for the following weekend. I remember him running back up the steps to my back porch and kissing me goodbye. Two days later he died suddenly. I wasn't close to his family or friends and learned through his aunt's webpage that the cause of death was unknown.
I grieved very badly for him. Shocked ...he was 37 years old..vibrant..happy..energetic. A week after his funeral I prayed for peace in my heart and mind and finally I fell asleep. Around 5am woke up for a brief moment and dozed back off..it was then that I dreamed I was walking in a white mist (it was familiar to me as I had been in the same white misty place 20 years before when I nearly died from a blood clot in my lung). Across the mist I saw him, he looked radiant with a smiled beaming from ear to ear and all dressed like he was going out for the night. He saw me and raised his hand to wave to me and though I didn't see his mouth move his words came to me and he said "Hey girl..I'll be seeing you". He looked so happy and peaceful I will never forget it. I woke up with such a sense of peace within me that it lasted for days.
A few weeks later or maybe a couple of months later I was still grieving and thinking of him constantly. I could feel his presence in my house. Especially when I would park and walk across my back yard to the back steps. Sometimes I would smell his cologne as I was coming up the steps to the back door or at night as I lay in bed reading.
Again I dreamed of him in the white misty place, only this time he was among a group of my passed on loved ones. I could hear their voices in unison and yet separately too and they were all telling me to not dwell on his death because if I did I would miss something important.
Fourteen weeks after Jay died I received the coroner's report on his cause of death and after reading that he died from a fatal cardiac arrythmia caused from undiagnosed heart disease I went into another period of deep grieving. One night I was sitting on my couch watching a movie not even thinking of him when I saw him ..his spirit form..sitting on the love seat where he sat during his last visit to me. His spirit got up walked the two steps to my side leaned down and kissed my cheek and then vanished. I haven't felt him in the house since that night but I know that he loved me and that he worried about me and that he's happy and safe now.

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ShannaMarie

It's been 10 days since my mother passed away suddenly at the age of 53. She was a alcoholic for my entire life and always refused help. I know she had a rough life early on, but I found myself angry with her soo often. I just hated seeing what the alcohol was doing to her and feeling that she didn't really care. I knew that I would end up losing her at a young age because of it. Over the years the alcoholism led to other health problems but in the end none of the were the ultimate cause. He body had just become some weak that she died of heart failure.
I can't help but think that if I had just tried a little harder to make her get help, that maybe she'd still be here. I am also struggling with the resentment though, for being so angry with her all the time.
I have have two dreams/experiences though in the past two nights. The first was a dream. In it, was my great grandmother (passed several years ago), mom and myself. Grandma was giving us bras, yes, bras, and mom and I were commenting on how much support each one gave. Weird, I know. I'm taking from this that she and my great grandma are going to support me through this...The other experience was lastnight. I thought it was just a dream but it was so vivid I just don't know what to make of it. In my dream I was laying in bed on my side facing our master bath door. But, in the dream the door actually led into a hallway. I was cry and kept repeating mom, mommy, where are you? Then I felt the feeling of someone hugging my from behind. Almost like laying in the spooning position. I instantly had a sense of peace come over me. Then as I was still crying I said "I love you mom" and heard her say I love you back. Then I said "I miss you soo much" and she said "I know, I didn't want to go". That is all I remember but I wish I could have that feeling every night. Something to reassure me everyday that she is still here with me...

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Burtsmomforever

My grandmother died in 1967. We were very close and I still miss her terribly. One night in 1976 I was asleep in the room she lived in until she died and I felt something come into my room. I told them that I was afraid and for them to leave. She told me it was her and she wasn't going to hurt me. I felt her sit on the corner of my bed, we talked and she told me she loved me and was gone. A few months later I married and my husband's grandmother who had died just after we met, I never met her, came to me in a dream and told me in no uncertain terms to take care of him for her. They were very close as well. I have not had any encounters with either of them again. I still talk to Mammaw, but don't hear from her. My son passed away 3 months ago today and I have wanted to hear from him. So far I have only dreamed of him once and it wasn't that kind of dream, he just happened to be in the dream. I guess it says something though, because I do not dream. The only dream I ever had since he was born came true the night he died. I would dream that I was sitting in a hospital room waiting on a doctor and he would come in and tell me my son didn't make it. The night my son died, that's exactly what happened. Although I talk to my son all day long, everyday, I don't hear from him except for finding money. I do not find money, or didn't until my son died. Since his death I have found all denominations of coins as well as paper money. I want to believe that it's him telling me he's around and giving my husband, his Pop, chump change.

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sylviatexas1

This thread is similar to "Do You Believe in the Afterlife?"

thought it would be nice for people to be able to read these comments & stories.

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Cynthia1969

Today my husband called me and said I think I'm loosing my mind. He said he stopped at a store and need to go to the bathroom. He said he walked in and turned on the light and his grandfather was starring at him in the mirror. After he looked at him for a few seconds he was looking at himself. He said it made him think about his grandpa all day and missed him even more. His grandpa had passed over more than 20 years ago. Why do you think this happened??

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nycefarm_gw

Lost my dad about five months ago, totally unexpected. I have been grieving hard but starting to go on and accept it. I had a dream about a week ago and there he was standing in the kitchen of our family home, with a long ago boyfriend of mine who died well over a decade ago. They were smiling at me and talking, both men looked so happy and healthy. I can think of no reason I would dream of them together, except they are in the same place now.

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mav63_2007

My granddaughter was 6 when her Poppi (my husband) died. When she was 11 she had a nasty fall and was taken to the hospital with her face covered in blood, the doctor cleaned her up and there wasn't even a scratch on her face, the blood was from her nose. My daughter told her she was so lucky not to have anything to scar her face and she said "It is OK mommy because at the last minute Poppi put his hand out". I believe her because her grandfather wouldn't have tolerated anything to scar his princess's beautiful face.

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Michele5959

Hello, my son passed away 3 weeks ago he was 28 years old. Extremely tragic for me & my family as well so painful. He had a drug addiction & would run out in the middle of the night one of the worst neighborhoods to do so Newark, NJ. He died by a hit & run driver it is now under investigation. About 2 weeks after his death I saw his image in my room for just a few seconds. He looked much better & younger. I know exactly what he was wearing although he did not look at me. My mom also saw him too in her home for just a couple seconds. I believe it was for us to observe only, a gift from God & Jesus to ease our pain. I am totally devoted to church, grief groups & a counselor to continue with my life. My thoughts & blessings go to anyone out here who has lost a child!

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tete_a_tete

I will tell you of my sister's experience.

Our dad passed away in March of last year. My sister and her husband were on their way home from somewhere that evening (Dad had died in the morning) and dropped into some place for something to eat - just at a club or somewhere cheap. They weren't in the mood for eating but they needed something.

And they were sitting at the table, the two of them, just talking quietly, with the plates and the knives and the forks where plates and knives and forks always are when you sit down and have not yet started to eat.

My sister was talking.

Her husband, Phil, looked down because the movement of something had caught his eye. It was the fork in front of my sister. It moved down the table, off the table, and fell into her lap. Nothing was touching it. The table was flat. The club was on dry land (not on some tub on a turbulent sea) and there had been no earthquake.

My sister looked at her husband. "How can that happen?" she said.

"It can't," he said.

They ate their dinner and afterwards, my sister - who wanted to keep that fork - put it to one side, hoping that when the waitress came to fetch their plates, that she would somehow forget to pick up the fork.

The waitress came and stood at my sister's right side, where her plate and knife lay. For a moment it looked as though the waitress would not go for the fork but then she moved behind my sister and picked it up.

"Er... I'm rather attached to that fork..." said my sister, to the waitress.

And the waitress put it down. (She is probably used to meeting all types of people. Maybe my sister wasn't as weird as some.) And she said, "I didn't see a thing!" And left the fork for Roz.

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sylviatexas2
dispicable spam.
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tete_a_tete

I'm glad it was removed. It was painful reading that tripe.

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sylviatexas2
For those thinking tete-a-tete & I have lost our minds, the moderators removed the post to which we were responding;
it was a piece of spam for a "psychic" who preys on grieving people.
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dancingqueengw

My Mom died last Saturday. Her funeral is tomorrow. The day she died about 2:00 in the afternoon I felt my Grandfather (her Dad) who I was very close to, come into the room. Everything in me said hello Grandpa. He did not talk to me he just went and stood behind her bed on the left side of her bed. When I talked to my Mom I told her he was there waiting to take her across. I'm not a big afterlife believer in the general religious sense of the word, but I also lost a husband 35 years ago and whenever I go to the cemetery I can feel him come out to greet me as soon as I turn on to the area where he (and his parents) are buried. Energy cannot be destroyed only transformed, there is something there that has been transformed.

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juliekaychance

Thank you so much for expressing the notion that some greiving people can see their loved ones / that passed over/- in a dream. I too, have had healing transformations through this process-coming in my dreams.

Last year, my first love and husband, died suddenly, of a diabetic coma. (Scott never met his daughter but after 40 years, we believed that he was close to having a special reunion with her.) Now, my daughter is devastated, ( she had always heard nice stories about him and firmly believed that he would show up soon to have a relationship with her.

Hence, this is my only explanation for seeing his physical form and voice many times, in my dreams. It gives me great happiness and closure to have had this connection with the love of my life since the last time I saw him was in 1973- just before I had become pregnant with his child.

Thank you all for sharing and its nice to know that I am not the only one out here that has had true life-physical forms of visitation from loved ones- come to you_ in a dream. The lesson that I learned from this experience is that my daughter's-Father (r.i.p.)-deceased 4/10/2014)_is conveying the message to me to get a "diabetic alert dog" for my (pre-diabetic) daughter and it sounds like a good idea to me.

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musicservices

This is all so true. These mesages have brought comfort after the death of my wife.

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melissaorourke280314

My dad was unwell in bed was checking on him sitting with his he took a big breath then went blue me and my brother gave him mouth to mouth and pumped his chest my mum phoned the ambulance and they took about 20 mins to get to us my dad was dead for the full 20 mins they came in and tryed for 10 mins!! then have up and threw my dad on a ambulance chair and took in down the stairs into the ambulance dead never even put him on a bed or nothing in a stupit chair dead !! no humane ignites did they give my dad shouldn't be working in that profession if there not commuted to there job I will be going to the head of everything to get to the bottom of why my dad got put in a chair dead !!!!!!

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sylviatexas1

Melissa, I'm so sorry.

Please take comfort that your dear father was indeed gone by the time the ambulance arrived.

Take care of yourself & help your family & let them help you.


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Jerry Harris
6wks ago my 22yo daughter Audri passed away, I have heard her voice twice in my head since she's passed, once I was crying and she said "it's ok dad I'm fine" and the other was one morning as soon as i opened my eyes she said " It's your angel", like she was saying good morning. I've never heard her speak with that tone of voice before, it was so peaceful, loving, and happy, I've tried to reproduce it in my head but I cant, so I know it was her, she also came to her brother in a dream, she came walking up out of a bright light and they hugged, talked and cried, she gave him a message for me to say she had been tryin to talk to me, which I had never told my son I heard her voice before his dream. He says it was as real as seeing her in real life.
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Alisande

Jerry, I'm so glad you've been able to hear Audri's voice. You may hear and see other signs from her, and/or have a dream visit from her, as her brother did. What a great experience! She wanted both of you to know she's fine, still very much around, and loving you.

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Michele5959

Prayers & blessings to you Jerry & family. My heart goes out to you during these hard times losing your daughter at such a young age is unbearable. My son was 28 years old & now his birthday is coming up & death during June & July this is the first year & I'm still grieving very hard to go through. I turned to God at 100% and have some peace of mind finally when I thought that I was going to lose it. My thoughts are to stay strong & prayers may help you.

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Jerry Harris
Thanks, so sorry for ur loss also, yes this is the most difficult thing anyone can imagine when losing a child, i never thought something like this could happen to us, i also lost 2 brothers and my father within 5yrs, my wife also lost a brother, sister and a12yo nephew, I was able to get past those but this is completely on a whole other level of pain and hurt, it never goes away, unless it happens to u, u can't understand the constant grief, it's like a part of ur heart has been ripped away from u, it's only been 6wks and I can't imagine living the rest of my life without my baby girl. My prayers are with ur family also.
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Alisande

Jerry, you might take a look at my Advice to the Grieving post. I lost my 25-year-old daughter in 2001. Perhaps there's something in there that could help.

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Jerry Harris
Also forgot to mention that we have a few mostly wild cats that won't come to anyone around our house and the first 2 nites after my daughter passed, one came into the house and slept on the pillows in between my wife and I, purring and wanting to be loved on, and hasn't came back inside since, not sure what to think about that.
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Alisande

I know what I would think about that: Your daughter at work for sure.

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Aunjai Richelle

In November my grandfather passed away. I was extremely close to him he practically raised me. A few days after he passed away i was dreaming and he came home as usual parked his car in the garage, and shouted from the door popz u want the garage opener back? He said Nah you can keep it. So i walked him in the house nd i asked if he wanted to lay down if there was anything i could do to make him comfortable. He told me No he was fine and to tell everyone else he was fine. . . . the next day he came to me again in another dream and he was in a suit like he was going to church...he looked at me and said do u need help with your car? Baffled i looked at him and said No?... He said okay and we talked more but wen he was leaving i noticed he was walking different so i rushed to him because i thought he was gonna fall i sat him down at some stairs and we continued to talk nd all of a sudden i see the brightest light i have Never seen in real life. It was so bright i closed my eyes in the dream and i woke up in the middle of the night in complete darkness.... Im more then greatful for these dreams!.... I almost forgot the next week my car had troubles for a month i couldnt catch a break! I should've said yes lol!!

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denisetann

My grandmother came to me early one morning about a week after she had passed away. I had just woken up and was sitting at the side of the bed, the sun streaming in from my bedroom window, my husband still soundly sleeping, his back to me, sleeping on his side. It was a sunday and no hurry to get up. My grandmother lived with me and my parents for years and were very close. Many times my mom and I had asked my grandmother that when she died, if she could, to come back and tell us. She promised she would come back if she could. She was a very determined woman and always seemed to get her way in life, so if anyone could do it, I thought she would be able to. She always kept her promises and that morning, she kept her promise to appear. She appeared suddenly on the other side of the bed and gently glided around the end of the bed and came around and sat down beside me on the bed. I felt stunned, but I was not afraid. I exclaimed to her (in italian, because she only spoke italian) " Grandma! What are you doing here?". ( I guess I was just in disbelief and shocked, it just came out of my mouth). She said to me, in italian, " I just came back to tell you not to worry about me, that I'm fine. We eat and drink and I just want you to know that I love you". Then she dissappeared right before me eyes. It only lasted about a minute and then she was gone. I immediately leaned over and shook my husband and said " Did you see that?!! My grandmother was just here". He grunted and said I was dreaming and that he hadn't seen anything. I said no I swear I was not sleeping that I saw her like, just as sure as I see him or anyone else. Of course he thought I was nuts, but I know what I saw. She was not wearing what we had buried her in, but some other dress I hadn't seen before. She was not transparent, but solid, however I did not touch her, she appeared solid and I "felt" her when she sat next to me on the bed. She floated when walking, like she wasn't really walking, it was a smooth, gliding motion, I did not see her legs, since it was blocked by the bed and didn't notice when she came around to me, I was just staring at her face and taking it all in. I remember not feeling afraid at all, as I had expected I would be when seeing a "ghost", however as soon as she dissappeared, I felt this feeling of shock and fear and was quite rattled about it. I believe she really did come back to tell me that there is life after death, that she is okay and make good on her promise to me, to come back.

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Alisande

I love that, Denise!

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bleusblue2

Thank you Denise. I prayed I would see my husband as solid. That's because my friend who sees spirits saw him and she said they are not transparent but solid as you and me. I didn't sleep in our own bed until five months after he passed. The second night after I went back to our bed, I dreamed that he lay beside me absolutely solid and I could embrace him. Then I stood up -- in my 'dream' -- and again embraced him. He was completely there. I have never had a dream like that. I know I saw him. This was not just in my mind or in my dream.

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foxxy23_789

Love reading these posts, they bring some comfort and peace to anyone who has lost a loved one. I'm glad I'm not alone in my "experiences" with the departed. It also proves that this is real and they're not "gone". For those who haven't experienced a visit yet, don't worry, you will.

Just to share a few of mine...

My father passed 5 years ago, July 1st (which is tomorrow)
Although I have never dreamed of him, I have seen him.
Maybe a few weeks after he died, a man got onto a bus I was on, I took notice right away and couldn't stop staring until he got off. This man looked exactly like my dad (although healthier than my dad originally looked), happy, dressed like him, same mannerisms, etc. I was in shock and had to hold back my tears, I wanted so badly to hug this stranger. He was sitting at the front, I was seated in the back. The bus was crowded (was rush hour). The man made eye contact with me before my stop.. smiled like my father used to and tipped/nodded his head at me (dad did the same as well), I was still in shock, I couldn't believe it! - I have not had this happen since.

A week after he passed, before I had fallen asleep (totally conscious and awake), I heard my name being whispered in my ear. It was a male voice, it didn't startle me and actually felt very warm and comforting.

Another time was when a relative was staying over for a while, sleeping in the living room downstairs, I was having a hard time falling asleep (worried, uneasy), and suddenly was jolted out of bed by a loud, urgent male voice trying to get my attention, yelling "Hey!!", clear as day. I went downstairs and found the relative asleep with a lit cigarette in his hand - and just about kicked his a**.

Christmas, 2 yrs ago, I was wrapping gifts and had music on, talking to a family member about a certain song Dad would sing to me, as soon as I had finished my sentence, that song came on. Freaky yet cool at the same time.

My older sister has dreamed of him, she had started a kitchen reno after buying her first home and then slacked on it, put it off, etc. In her dream, our dad was in her kitchen making coffee and cheery as usual, greeted her good morning, poured her a cup and said "I'm here to help you finish what you started, I see you're putting it off, let's get this kitchen done kiddo, you'll feel better when it's finished". She woke up, made coffee and got the kitchen done THAT day.
Also, since moving into her new house (a year after his passing), she has noticed a hummingbird always in her yard, always hovering very close to her. She thinks it has something to do with him.

I've had another experience, this time, in regards to my late grandfather, I wasn't able to attend his funeral and felt very guilty about it that whole day. I cried and said I was sorry. The same day of his funeral, I was sitting, just thinking about him and all of a sudden I felt "something", someone was nearby, and then I was hit by this strong fragrance, it took me a minute to recognize it and I realized it was his cologne - no one smelled like him. You couldn't even recreate it if you tried.
I started walking around the house, to the basement, to the 3rd floor, to the bathroom, even into a closet.. it still followed me. I was a little spooked because I was younger, but a dear neighbor who I called and told her what happened, had told me that it was ok and that I should talk to him. He knew I felt bad, was here to tell me it was alright and to say goodbye. As soon as the neighbor and I stopped talking and I acknowledged him, he left. It lasted a whole 20 minutes. I haven't experienced him since either.

I will be remembering my father's life and celebrating it tomorrow, hoping a little bit that he'll come through.

Love them and miss them everyday, all year long, they love and miss you just the same.

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terriemotley

Praise the lord. It is true that people can come back once they have died.

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ktlearn3

My son (25 years old) passed away suddenly in March in Texas (where he lived). Although we decided not to have a memorial service for him until May, I and several family members rushed down to Texas immediately after hearing the news.

After my son's passing, I prayed that God would send me a sign that my son was with Him and was ok. I humbly asked this of God. My words were "in Your time and whatever sign You choose. I am not demanding; I am asking You to ease the pain in this mother's breaking heart."

Two days later, several family members were staying in my mother's small house. We decided to go to brunch, but so many had to get up and get ready that we never made it out of the house in time for brunch, so we then decided to go out for lunch.

My mom picked the restaurant and was in the lead car, but got a little confused as to where it was, so it took us a while to get there. My husband, my daughter and I were in a separate car, and my husband parked farther away from the restaurant than the others.

I give all that detail to emphasize the timing of the sign I received as we were walking into the restaurant.

As we were walking up, I noticed a song that was being piped outside through the restaurant's speaker system. It was the song "Made to Worship" by Chris Tomlin. My daughter (who was walking in front of me) spun around and fell into my arms. That song was the song that a year or so before I had made the ringtone on my phone for my son. (My son worked at a church and had started singing on the church's praise and worship team, so I had picked that song out to be his individualized ringtone on my phone, so I would know it was him calling when I heard that song/ringtone.) My daughter knew that was my ringtone for him. The song was just starting when we heard it, so we sat on a small retaining wall, listening to the rest of the song and crying. I told her, "He's ok! He's ok!" It was the perfect sign from God! Not one I would ever have thought of or asked for, but it was perfect. Hand-chosen by God to poignantly touch my heart.

A side note....this particular restaurant (part of a chain) is not know for being a "Christian" restaurant. A friend of mine who used to live in the area said he used to eat at one twice a month for years and never heard Christian music being played there.

In addition....on Easter Sunday following my son's passing, his aunt (my former sister-in-law) said she was peeling potatoes at the sink, when she heard my son's voice behind her, calling her name and saying he was "alright." She spun around and had a fuzzy, vague image of him resting in the arms of God, and she again heard him say he was ok.

My daughter (his sister) has had two encounters with her brother, One was a dream where he seemed very happy (but preoccupied....like he was busy, which he always was in life, so that is not too surprising....he was a very hard worker). In the dream, she asked him what it was like to die. He said it was like flying or falling, but not in a bad way.

The second time he came to her, a favorite song for both of them came on the radio, and she started crying and asking why this happened. She then heard her brother's voice inside her head, telling her that this was meant to happen and that he was never supposed to live longer than he did. He went on to tell her that he was proud of her (she had just moved to a new city and started a new job) and that she should keep living her life "for him." She felt like the encounter was one of him trying to help her understand his passing.


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Michele5959

Sending prayers & kind thoughts to you may God be with you in these difficult times. My son was 28 years old too young to die but he didn't live his life right doing drugs, out late at night hanging out with all the wrong people. Everything you experienced is true its a gift from God & Jesus to help ease the pain, my mother saw my son twice once before he died as a premonition then the second time was after he died. I also saw him in an amazing way right in front of me although his eyes were closed I feel this was purposely the way it was suppose to be not to make eye contact with me since I was still suffering & God wants him to be at peace. Church has been very helpful to me through this year since its been a year since he died without God & Jesus I would be lost they are so much in my life today. May peace of mind come to you if it hasnt already I know the pain its very difficult at times take care.


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irenecb

May love always be with you all out there who have lost a loved one and been brave enough to share it with us here. Thank you for sharing. I lost my Mummy just over a year ago. She had advanced Alzheimers and lung cancer. She was 64. I was her carer for the last 4 years of her life. In those years I totally lived to care for her. Once she had died I found it difficult because she had relied on me so much and I needed to still know that she was ok. Never doubt yourself and the love you share that I have learnt. I have experienced my Mother on several occaisions. The night before she died I lay down to sleep, just as I was almost asleep I saw a vision of her at the side of my bed, she said ' cup of tea love? I jumped up and told my husband to take me to her straight away. When I got to the nursing home she was sat up in a chair, she smiled and said I knew you would come'. I sat on a chair beside her all night. In the morning her Doctor said she had maybe 4 weeks to live. I knew he was wrong. She died by mid-day that morning. I spent the hours holding her hand, listening to her favourite music, and I read the bible to her. I held back the tears until she passed. Before she passed she said 'thank you' to me for taking good care of her. It was such a shock to myself and my husband because she was clear and for months she was unable to talk properly due to her Alzheimers but that morning before her death she spoke so concise. Once she passed she did visit us several times. On the morning of her funeral my husband and I went into the church early as our Reverend wished us to see that everything was to our liking inside the church before Mum and the rest of the Mourners arrived. Once inside I left my handbag on my seat leaving it there and going outside with my husband to meet Mum an everyone else. Later that day a miracle had occurred. My telephone had a message on it saying GG. I thought who's that from and whats GG? The message had been sent at 10.30 to my phone. The phone that it was sent from was my husbands phone. 10.30 was the time when we were all outside and Mum was carried in. My husband held my hand and my grandma's hand. His phone would have been in his pocket and he sent no message as he was holding our hands. Later that day I pondered over GG? I told my Mother in law, she looked pale and shocked and then said , Your Mum always called you her Good Girl. I played her Celine Dion 'Thank you' at her funeral and as it played I had a projector show all our old family photos and memories of her. She has since visited me twice in my sleep. I believe that when we need them they are there watching over us but we have to let go of them just a little so that they can find peace and enjoy their new life and not spend all their time watching over us. I truly believe she is in a better place and happy. When I am overwhelmed I remember her smile and how much love she gave and I feel blessed. Love is forever its bigger than life itself.

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Suzi AKA DesertDance So CA Zone 9b

I was engaged to an angry man for a while. He was big, tan, gray hair and always wore shorts and a muscle shirt. He loved me very much, but I could only return his love like a mother would for a son. He was family. We remained close even though I couldn't marry him. I took my daughter on a cruise. I saw him everywhere! When we got home from our cruise, my phone was ringing. It was his ex wife who had never called me before. She said, "I didn't know if you knew, but he died of a heart attack a week ago." Well, I saw him a lot after that, and felt his warmth in bed with me. One night he appeared with a beautiful smile. The angry man was at peace.

Even my kids would tell me "I saw Harvey today." I met one day with a prospective customer who had flown in from another state. We chatted over dinner and he said "I have something to tell you." "One day I was watching a game on TV. The TV went to snow, and the front door bell rang. Unusual, he said. I have a dish and reception is always good and my friends never use the front door. I opened the door and there was a big tan man with gray hair in shorts and a tank standing there. He told me there is someone I want you to take care of. You'll know her when you meet her. Then, the man just disappeared and the game came back on TV" The customer then said, "That woman is you." Of course, I knew Harvey had once again shown himself.

Months later I began dating my future husband. I was in a chat room on the computer late at night and a voice came out of my monitor. The voice addressed me. "I have a message for you. It's someone you know well. He wants you to know he is jealous of your new love, but he is happy for you. He wants you to know his brother is with him."

Chills! That had to be Harvey. His brother and he were at odds, and now they are at peace.

I haven't heard from him since, but I know he's happy and peaceful.

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Sue Smith

Here is my story. I was driving in the car with my dog and she was sitting in the passenger seat. I had lost my husband a year ago. As we were driving by on a bridge I saw my husband walking over the bridge. I've been with my husband over 20 years, trust me I know every part of him. I recognized him from the back and tried to turn my head as I passed him. My dog was in my view and I couldn't stop on a bridge or I would of caused an accident. Although I didn't see the front its my dogs reaction that makes me believe it was him. As I was trying to see if I could look at him, my dog had her head out of the window, turned it all the way towards the back of the car then came into the car, jumped over to the back seat and into the back of my SUV crying and crying and her body language was enough for me to know that not only did she see him but smelled him. I've driven with my dog in the car for a year and not once did she ever had this reaction. This has given me so much peace.

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Alisande

Sue, I agree. I think dogs have powers we can only imagine. When my dad died in a hospital, his dog stared at his bed (at home) and howled. He was a pug, and had never howled before. Two years later, elderly and blind now, he howled all night after my mother died, and the next day did the same thing while "staring" at a chair. I had him put to sleep and buried with her.

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coupon4homeless

Just would like to share my experience, I have had a few things happen, the first thing was as i closed my eyes one night, I saw a image of a boy and a week later this image was of a boy on the news that was murdered. I have never told anyone. Another thing that happen was when my brother died and I was going to sleep one night and closed my eyes and I vividly saw his teeth which are unique and i open my eyes and closed them again and saw his hands. I also recently have see images sliding like a film when i closed my eyes...they are color images and i know this is nothing to be afraid of and i actually enjoy having these moments.....i just keep them to myself.

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forgetmenotbysshe

My mother died one year ago today. It was the saddest death. I have now lost every member of my immediate family, and this has been the hardest, loneliest year of my life. I found this site two nights ago, and I have to say, it gave me hope. My mother has not contacted me at all. Not a word. My brother who died, contacted me twice through dreams and told me things that I could not possibly have known, and my father made the most interesting contact of all. He died in 1982 and 6 months after his death, around his birthday, I was sitting with my husband during the day on the sofa. I had a calculator in my hand---and back then there was no internet, no cell phone, nothing that could write messages. I opened the calculator and where there would be numbers, the screen displayed the word, ``Hi'' My husband said ``It can't do this.'' I closed the calculator again and opened it and this time it said ``Imokay.'' Then I closed it and reopened it again, and it said ``Ru2?'' That was it. I knew that what was happening could not physically happen on this calculator, and I knew it was my dad who promised me he would contact me. But not a word from my mom. It worries me. She was a very good person and she loved me mindlessly. But she is now silent.

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bleusblue2

Please don't worry about it. If it were that easy we would have a barrage of messages so we couldn't live our daily life. I also think we may miss messages because they are so subtle. I too wish I could have more messages from my husband -- they have come in roundabout ways. And let me tell you, there is never enough. In my prayers I apologize for asking for messages. What would satisfy me? I won't be satisfied until I actually see those I loved again.

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Alisande

I agree with Bleusblue2. In Dr. Michael Newton's books, Journey of Souls and Destiny of Souls (I recommend both, especially starting with the first), his clients speak, under hypnosis, about their experiences in the afterlife. They explain that it's not always easy to enter someone's dream, and the technique is learned. Some souls are more skilled at it than others.

It's also possible for us to have a dream visit and not remember it. Many times I've awakened happy, filled with the feeling that I've just spent time with my daughter, but unable to remember any of it.

It sounds like you're a good receiver, Forgetmenotbysshe. Please don't worry about your mom, and stay open to the possibility of those subtle messages . . . anything out of the ordinary.

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Mina Chana

1ST MAY
2013 :-
this was the day my
mum passed away very suddenly from meningitis……..

Before I went to sleep that night after she had passed away, I asked
her to show me what happened to her ….a while later and all of a sudden, I
knew my mum was in my room, but I felt that I was her instead, as she wanted to
let me know what she felt……… I started
floating upwards, where everything was very very white, and looked like lots of
clouds everywhere. All of a sudden I
started feeling very very happy and in no pain whatsoever, in fact felt quite
young and felt so happy that there are
no words to explain. I also started to
feel immensely loved by god or just angels or beings that I couldn’t see. I had no pain whatsoever, and never felt
anything bad happening to me. I
floated up and up, and the further up I floated, the more happier and loved I
was feeling. Until all of a
sudden I came and stood in front of a huge golden gate surrounded by very
bright white clouds………..

I woke up after that, but I am so
sure that was my mum was showing me she was ok …………. this dream was very vivid, and
didn’t feel like a dream but felt like it was very real.

i really hope this will help anyone else reading this..... , as i know even now i always feel a sense of peace when i recall this dream/event............

ps.. a few months later, another vivid dream, where my mum again was sitting with me in my room, she told me she was very happy, but only came to see me quickly to let me know that whatever is going to happen, it wont be anybodys fault, and we will all be ok (me and my siblings), my dad was still alive at this point..........(i had no idea what this meant), but a month later my dad also passed away in his sleep.................... i now know that this was my mum preparing me and my siblings in advance...............

x

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massate

I loved reading all of these instances where people were able to experience their loved ones after death. My husband passed away the end of October of this year, 2015 and I want so bad for him to visit me. I need some closure and am hoping that feeling his presence and his love will help with that.

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codywee

My friend heather died on February the 15th 2015 she was a lovely girl beautiful and intelligent she was 12 years old as was I I couldn't sleep for about 3 weeks and I'm not over it yet her annaversiry is next month and just last night I had a dream she sat next to me and wispred to me I couldn't make it out but I looked at her I didn't know it was her and then I saw her face I said heather is is this you she said yes sweaty it's me I looked at the table and looked at her but she was gone I looked at my friend Caitlin who has athsma like heather did and she was sitting next to her I said Caitlin can you see and before I could Finnish she said yes heather what are you doing here and Heather pointed to a burger shop and 1 minute later she was gone. But I havnt been to her grave and I'm scared of these dreams now I never want another one EVER!!!

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Alisande

Don't be scared, Cody. It's possible you dreamed about her because you've been thinking about her, but it's also Heather just wanted to let you know she was okay. I think you know she would never hurt you, and never want to frighten you. It sounds like you two were good friends.

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codywee

Yeah we where we had our ups and downs allot but I really miss her I stayed up until 5am yesterday because I was scared to sleep xx

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codywee

Type heather hyslop on Google the second one down its so upsetting xxx

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Cheryl Stetson

My daughter passed away at the age of 36 on January 4th of this year. I started a new caregiving job yesterday for an elderly lady. She has the same first name as my daughter, but what really got to me is she had the same maiden name, and she looks like my husbands Mom who passed away quite a few years ago. This sort of bothered me...is it suppose to?

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Alisande

When it comes to feelings, Cheryl, there's no "supposed to." Your grief is very new, and your emotions in turmoil. It's best not to stress yourself by struggling to sort them out. I'm so sorry about your daughter.

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buddyjacob2125

My brother passed away when he was four and my mom was pregnant with me so I was unable to meet him and my grandma whose raised me as her own when my mom left when I was 6 months old passed away when I was 11..I didn't start experiencing anything until 2003...I was in my apartment and I started seeing them ( my grandma and brother) walking around my apartment holding hands. The doors would also open and close by themselves. I always hold these memories close to my heart because I know they are watching me and my kids. I was never afraid...just felt very peaceful. Then I lost my father a couple of months ago...it was unexpected but he did tell me a week before he passed that something was telling him he was going to die very soon and he was scared. Since then I have experienced multiple things..my clothes have moved by themselves,my kids pictures fly off the shelves,the doors open,i see feet under the basement door when I'm walking up the stairs and no one else is at home,I have seen his body shadow reflecting off the ground next to me when I'm alone,and I always see him next to me...when he first passed and I brought his urn home I was in shock and scared to touch his urn..I kept it in a closet and in the funeral bag because I wanted to vomit every time I thought about him being gone..I wouldn't even touch the doorknob and one day I walked past the closet and he yelled my name so clear...I felt a s though he was mad that I did this so I have him in my living room and I'm still having a hard time but I'm doing better. I have dreams about him still and it feels so real...he tells me to stop crying and when I tell him we all miss him he says he misses us too but to get over it and stop acting like a sissy because he's very happy where he is and smiled and walked away. I still talk to my dad to this day everyday and I hear him talking to me too...I wouldn't trade it for anything. I was told it u experience something and you get scared then spirit might not visit you again because they don't want to scare you on purpose...my son who is 5 also sees him. He always stands and talks to him near the wall...I love that he can experience this gift also.

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Mickie D

I have also "seen" a loved one after they died, and it scared me. I moved into my dad's house after he died in the house. One night I was sound asleep and woke up to see my dad walking toward my bed in one of his Hawaiian shirts. I turned on lights and started to cry and shake and could not sleep without the light on after that night. I cried out "Dad...please don't do that....you scared me!" I have not seen him since. That was about 4 years ago. I was very close to him and am still grieving deeply, but that experience was not a comfort to me. Another night in the same bed my mother came to me in a dream and said "everything's going to be alright". It woke me up, and I did find that comforting. A couple of years later I thought I saw an unknown ghostly woman walk through my bedroom and it freaked me out. I am hoping to move back into my parents' home where I saw my dad...after remodeling. I am worried about seeing "ghosts". My aunt thinks that I was just so overwhelmed with grief and stress after my dad died that my mind created the image of him, but now that I have read these posts I feel that I really experienced these things. I asked an elderly neighbor if anyone ever died in the house before our family moved there in 1973, and she said no, but I still have to sleep with a small light on at night.....I wish I could have felt happiness by this experience instead of being frightened. I hope that the move will be a positive one. (I did not see my dad in the bedroom where he died. What room will I sleep in?) Thank you all for listening to my fears, and bless you all ..... may we all find some peace.

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Rebecca

I have always seen things, when my grandad died before the phone rang I seen a huge black mist cover the room, I touched my cat and knew it would die when let out I also knew I couldn't stop it. Sure enough she was run over.. After my dad died I seen a man walk in through the front door, I was only a child then. Me & my mum was extra close, and watching her battle cancer for years mentally tormented me. Only 9 weeks ago she suddenly declined, she told me the day before she felt bad, but having cancer she said that so much I didn't pay extra attention and I wish I had. I went bed and messaged her telling her I would see her tomorrow, managed to cry myself to sleep. I was woken up about 7am to her in a dream, I believe telepathically connecting she was sitting up in bed, in a hospital gown saying you must come now, I said but your still here & upset she said but I won't be for much longer. It felt so real I darted up & then the phone rang kt was a nurse telling me my mum was very poorly and I needed to go straight up. I arrived to find my mum in a coma, in the same room, in a hospital gown just as she was in my vision. She died a hour later to me hugging her & holding her hand . I believe she wanted me with her. The mist heartbreaking thing in my life was letting her go. Sudden and severe pneumonia had took my mum before the cancer, and I know she didn't want to be here suffering anymore. I've had dreams of her since, afew days after she died we was walking in a cloudy and bright place, mum looked poorly, but better than she had for some time on earth & she held my hand and told me she was getting better and that she loved me I told her I missed her so much. At the end was a man in his late 20s I believe that to be my brother, who died in pregnancy a year before me. He smiled and mum grabbed his hand at the end and let go of mine. I know she was happy. She came to me again afew days later as she couldn't find my dad, she was with this man who walked on infront & although her mouth didn't always move I knew what she was saying. She wanted to know why she died so suddenly and I told her the results of the post morterm. I said there was nothing they could do & she gave me a big hug I told her I didn't know how to carry on but she knew I would. Those dreams actually kept me going. The night before her funeral I went to say goodbye aain in the funeral home and that night she came to me in a dream to say goodbye to me, that she knew I was there. I told her I knew because every time I spoke or held her hand the light flickered. I've had lights turn on at home & also the fire alarm I know death doesn't break a bond it just changes & I know she will forever be with me. I haven't dreamt of her for afew weeks & I assume it's because like she said I'm coping, but I know shes here.

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Alisande

Buddyjacob, Mickie, Rebecca . . . the experiences you describe are powerful and wonderful. Thank you for sharing them with us.

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brandon Johnson

My Nephew had passed away 2 weeks after his 28th birthday. We were told he had taken his own life via overdose/suicide. What I instantly said to my sister was no that's is not true. It can't be true. He took pills in his life that were prescribed to him. He would not take them without a fight daily. Cause he hated pills. We requested an autopsy report. It's been 9 months. Since then the case has been ruled and closed. But still have not received a report.
So the story goes.


7 months before my nephew passed he showed up to my house saying what are thinking don't do it. I said what Johnathan what do you mean. He said to me you are thinking of taking your life. I was shocked cause I was going to end it all that day. I did not tell anyone at all. Showed no signs of wanting to end my life. (Which I'm not thinking like this at all anymore. I felt I need to add that so no one worries.) I told my nephew fine I won't. But you make me a promise. As long as I'm on this earth you will not leave me alone either. (He struggled with depression and had made comments in the past about killing himself.) He looked at me and said I will stay on this earth till I know that you are ok. Hell that was a great answer. I thought I'm never going to be ok.
Fast forward to 3 months after his so said suicide. My 13 year old son, 3 year old son and I were out setting on the front steps of the house when out of no where my 3 year old said to me. Daddy John John wants me to tell you something. I was like what did you say. My 13 year old said Elijah that's no way to play around. My 3 year old said I'm not playing. He first told me to tell you he is still here with you daddy cause he knows your not ok yet. (Now just know I have never told anyone what my nephew and I spoke about that day.) At this point my 13 year old was about to say something to the 3 year old. He looked up at me a said are you ok dad you look like you may have seen a ghost. I heard my 13 year old say this to me but I was listening hard to what my 3 year old was going to next. Elijah my 3 year old took my hand and said John John said you would believe it was him if I told you that first. I Said yes baby you are right I do believe you. John and I had a talk about this almost a year ago. No one knew what we talked about. My 13 year old was in tears by now and said dad has he really talked to John. I said he has to have cause if what he told me. All techie my 3 year old set there quietly. He looked at me and said John wants to know if you both are through talking so I can finish. The Son and I shut up and said what else is there there. ELIJAH said something that helped me understand things more clearly. He said daddy John John wants you to know you are right. He did not kill himself. The cops killed him. At this moment I felt the world lift off my should but it felt like I had just been hit in the stomach and I was gasping for air. He then said John wanted you to know. He knows that you know what to do next.

Well here it is 9 months after my nephews death. I still have no clue what to do next. Except I set my sister my wife My dad my nieces and my kids down and told them what Elijah had told me. It seems to have really lifted everyone's spirits but I feel he wants me to prove this some how. But I get a dead end every which way I go. I'm just so thankful he reached put to me. I sure do miss him and I will figure out what's next.

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terriemotley

Praise the lord. God is good! I know that what you're saying is true. I could tell you about some experiences. one day I will write.

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ineedcomicrelief

I Don't know how to feel about seeing my dead father! We were very close when I was a young girl, When My Mother and Father divorced I didn't see much of him after that, So growing up he was not there, as an Adult he was not there, I always wondered about him and did seek him out, I did find him he was in a Veterans Hospital Psych Ward PTSD amoung other diagnosis, He Was In The Korean War and was pretty messed up, This is the reason my mother divorced him, She kept him from us! Over the years I would go visit him not as often as I should have because of distance and expense,

When my aunt called me to tell me my father died, I really didn't know how to feel my inner child loved that man but the adult me thought he was a total stranger I didn't know him and didn't love him either, So I went to his funeral out of Respect! My Aunts and Uncles were there some I never met before, it was like a family reunion we exchanged phone no. Promising to keep in touch! Well that never happened! Anyway!

When I came home I got out of the elevator I Saw This Black silhouette come from the hallway right past me and go right through my door, I shook it off thinking I must be seeing things, you know you just think your loosing it!

A day later I Was in my dining rm.the light was on in the hallway so my dining rm was dimly lit I just went there to get something and when I went to turn and look up my father was standing there plain as day, I Froze I got so scared so I flipped the light on He Was Gone, That scared me so much that to this day I Will not go into a dimly lit RM I keep lights on day and night!

I think sometimes he came to me to tell me something but I was not receptive and to afraid of the unknown, Freaked Me Out!!

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terriemotley

He came for a reason. I must agree with you that he wanted to tell you something.

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Nedd Bennett

Couple of years back my sisters ex boyfriend who was probably still in love with her committed suicide...i didnt really care for him because he had issues and didnt handle their break up correctly...he would constantly prank call etc...i wanted to really give him a good smack...the day of his funeral my larents and sister went...i stayed home and went out with friends of mine to have some drinks...i came home about 3 am and went into my sisters room to mess with her as i usually would as a playful older drunk brother in my early 20s...as i opened her room door i saw her ex boyfriends spirit sitting at the edge of her bed looking at her...my jaw dropped...suddenly she awoke from her sleep and screamed...i told her go back to sleep and went to my room...i told his spirit he wasnt welcome here and to leave...the next morning i asked why she screamed...she told me she was dreaming about him and woke up to me standing there...i told her i saw his spirit vanish after she screamed and we both knew it was really him...i trip out how there are truely other dimensions of reality we rarely get a glimpse of.


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Deb Stoops

Hi my name is Deb and what happened to me tonight has me quite shaken. I was with my dearest friend Tammy and just days ago a man she was in love with but had a huge addiction was killed in a pedestrian car accident. I have never claimed to have any physic abilities but as she and I were sitting in my car in front of her home I was overwhelmed by Bobby's face right in front of my eyes even closing them his face was still there. Tammy sensed my distress and asked me what the matter was, I told her I see Bobby I cant get his face out of my mind. She asked me to center myself and tell me what you see. I did as she ask of me and concentrated on his face and what I saw horrified me at first then I really wasnt sure what to think. I saw Bobby looking at me with the headlights hitting his face and I saw him walk out and him throw his hands up. As I said I as horrified. He kept coming to me and the third time I centered myself I asked him what he wanted why he wouldn't leave me. I saw him with a candle shining up to his face he looked so handsome, his face was so peaceful and I realized he was in a Catholic church I could see the candles burning and the stained glass and statues. I told Tammy what I had seen and she said OMG wait right here I will be back. She told me this is going to blow your mind. Bobby had sent her his empty wallet with just one thing in it a catholic cross. It arrived just days before he was killed. I truly believe that God used me as the vessel to reassure Tam and give her some relief to know that he was with God and he is in no pain. This event will forever change me and my life. I have always believed I had a gift but not of this context. I am just thankful to be the messenger. Maybe I just made a deposit on my wings.

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Alice Karen Roberts

I had a life after death experience when 21. It reinforced my spirituality and belief in Christ. My best man was dying of cancer in Arizona and appeared to me while I was awake in California saying goodbye than disappeared. I walked thruought the house lookin for him astonished. He loved me like a daughter.

When my father died he appeared to me but I was unable to move as he was walking by I said,"dad what are you doing here your dead" he thru his arms up and said,"I am not dead" then walked out the front door with a suitcase.

my mom and dad are dead and appear to me in my dreams about seven times a month. But I can't communicate with them, it's like watching them in a movie.I often wake up crying calling out their names.

Jesus sent me back to let others know there is a Jesus and a heaven. I told him I wanted to come back to tell others.

Alice

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kiera_maydooley

I only got told this a few days ago and it scared me but made me happy at the same time, anyway what happened was when I was 4 my granddad passed away and I was so young I didn't really understand but I got told that I was on the swings in the back garden giggling and talking to no one my mom came over to me and asked who I was talking to I said I'm talking to granddad hes on the roof he has white wings like a bird! but mommy why is he on the roof? I am now 15 and I don't remember saying any of that??

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strawchicago

Kiera: Thanks for a very comforting story !! I read similar stories like that, including Chicken Soup for the Soul .. children can see spiritual entities better than adults.

Alice: Thank you for a great testimony that our spirit lives forever, and what the Bible said is true. I compiled a large NDE Pinterest board that show similarities between what the Bible said, and many NDE's .. plus why we shouldn't commit suicide, since our purpose in life is to learn to love.

https://www.pinterest.com/clonewar/hope-for-the-suicide-near-death-experiences-nde/

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blueladybird73

I've been looking on the net and came across this. My husband died a couple of years ago. My daughter aged 13 often sleeps in my bed as she is too scared in her room alone. She said the curtains were moving my themselves, I tried to reassure her but have seen them move twice myself! She says that she feels someone sitting on the end of her bed and sometimes like somebody is lying down. It's so hard as I don't doubt her and wonder what I can do? I imagine it's her dad as they had a very strong bond, I imagine he will always be looking out for her.

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sylviatexas1

I'm so sorry you lost your dear husband, & your daughter lost her dad.

The thing that concerns me here is that your daughter is scared.

I never have heard of anyone being scared of the spirit (or whatever) of their loved one, & it seems like people *do* always know when it's their loved one.

Since sensitive or vulnerable adolescents seem to attract malevolent spirits (again, assuming that there are such things) or negative energy or whatever you want to call it, I think you're smart to be concerned.

You might start by getting her to talk about how it "feels" when the curtains move, does she sense her dad (smell his pipe or his aftershave, feel his presence, etc), or if the feeling is one of a stranger.

I my own self would have her spending her nights in my room, & if she is convinced that this isn't her father, I'd research ways to get whatever it is to go on its way.

Take care, but take action.

I wish both of you the very best.

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blueladybird73

Thank you for your reply sylviatexas1, I do appreciate the advice. To be honest she does sleep in my room at the moment. She said that at the beginning she felt her dad in the corner of her room and the night after he died she said she felt him hugging her. I did say very forceably to who ever was moving the curtains to stop it, that they are scaring my daughter. It did stop but that's when she started to feel someone on her bed. I'm sure most people would think we are crazy, but this is all true. She could also hear her jewellery being jingled (I heard it once too), so I've put that all away. I'm hoping it will all just settle down to be honest, but if not I will seek help.

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Victoria Chagolla

The night before last I had this dream... there was a guy on fire and I could see the glow from far away. Then the guy on fire starts walking up my drive way with a crowd of people around him. I see him coming my way so I run Inside run out the back door go to the side turn the water hoes on he walks around the house when he gets close enough I start wetting him I turn the fire out then he lays on the floor in front of our front door with the crowd of people still around him im scare so I shut the door then isaiah yells grandpas rooms on fire so I run as fast as I can I open the door all crazy and my grandpa is sitting there watching t.v . Turns to me and said whats wrong mija. I said oh nothing grandpa and just walk out.. then I woke up . With my grandpa not sitting in his room.. I miss grandpa chapo ayala so much SUNRISE5/25/35 SUNSET 12/1/16

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sanchez_christina2121

My friend died two years ago very tragically in a really horrible car accident. and she left two kids behind. every since today I've been thinking about her every single day and I always seem to cry and think why did God take somebody so good away from their kids and out of this Earth. I think about this woman every single day. one day I was driving and I was at a red light and out of nowhere I saw a truck that drove past and I saw a girl setting in the passenger side, and it looked just like my girlfriend wearing a baby blue hoodie and she smiled at me and waved hi multiple times at me and drove right past me. it was the most wonderful experience. Then 15 min later I heard a song on the radio that reminds me of her every time I hear it. It was playing in my car. I swear I know that was her letting me know she is happy and she is fine..

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Susan Pierce

When I was 12 my cousin Teresa who is 12 too. We went to my Grandma Kerls funeral. She dared me to kiss her so I kissed her on the lips. We all went to stay with Grandpa and upstairs is were we always played. Grandpa put Grandmas wheel chair up there in the room where we played. My cousin and i looked over and Grandma was sitting in the chair wanting us to sit on her lap so she could read to us. We both ran down the stairs screaming...

I was at the Keno counter at work. 6:30 pm my Uncle Kris Kringle came to the counter and he said he loved me and said goodbye. I immediately called my Mom because she was with my Aunt Mary Kringle at the Nursing home with my Uncle. I asked her if my Uncle Kris was ok. She said he was fine. When I got home from work my Husband told me the at 6:30 pm my Uncle passed away. My Mom didn't want me to know yet since I traveled 40 minutes to and from work every time.

3 days after my Uncle Kris Kringle passed away. My Husbands Father has been sick with cancer Agent Orange from Vietnam he just turned 65 years of age. I told my husband on the Monday before he needed to go see his dad. Now my husband said I will Monday since he had a business trip to where his dad lived. I told him No you need to go see him Friday instead because he will pass away Saturday at 9:30 Am. He said I will be able to see him Monday. Saturday at 9:30 Am we get a phone call from his sister saying his dad just died. I hit my husbands arm saying I told you...


A good 5 days passed since my Uncle Kris Kringle and 2 days after My husbands dad passed away. I was at work my good friend was talking to someone about going out after work and going to a party and he owns a motorcycle. I told him not to go because he was going to dye that night in a motorcycle accident. He said he wouldn't drive home. 2:30 am I get off work I heard sirens not thinking about what I told him got home 40 minutes and went to bed. 9:30 am my husband called telling me when I get to work and I said Gary died last night at 2:30am. He said yes he was in a motorcycle accident.

what is bad they say they come in 3's but for me in that month it was 15 friends and family who passed away..

Now 6 years later my Aunt Mary Kringle was in the nursing home. At 12:30 Am I was up in my dining room, I looked over and my Aunt Mary was standing there saying goodbye. My Mom called at 9:30 am went to say something I said Aunt Mary passed away at 12:30 am.

Late November 2016 my Dad called saying my Uncle Herb wasn't feeling well. I told my Dad that he needed to go see him because he was going to be gone very soon. My Dad was helping someone so I said you have to tell the family of the person you are watching to watch their person for a day. A week goes by now December on a Wednesday I called my Dad at 10:00 am saying did you go see your brother because he died at 9:30 am today. My Dad said yes he did go see his brother and he just got the phone call that he passed away and was just going to call me.


Today is my Dads Birthday and I'm going to call him in a few to wish him happy Birthday. I'm also going to ask him how his other brother my UncleRick is doing. He has cancer from Agent orange from Vietnam. He is 65 too. Since this morning I was woken up by him saying goodbye... Will tell you later if it was what I think is true.


I have noticed lots who get Agent orange pass away at 65 years of age...



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Susan Pierce

I forgot to add about another friend that month I had 15 deaths..

I was at work my friend said he started dating someone at work. I told him he needed to breakup with her since she had a ex husband because something bad was going to happen to him and Not to date someone from work. He said he would be fine. My friend came to me saying I should of listened to you and he said goodbye this is 4 days later I hear sirens and I get very nervous and get some tears. The news came on about a gun shooting in the town. The girl was on the news crying.. She said her boyfriend got shot and killed by her exhusband, which divorce wasn't final yet. Her boyfriend came out and her ex Husband shot him then killed himself. He would've shot her too but she ran to the neighbors house to call 911. Ends up yes it was my friend who got shot..

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rand02244

Speaking of spirits, I've only seen one but it was my moms standing on the left side of my bed at 4:AM one morning. It was a translucent like figure of her. You could almost see through it but it was real. She was only visible for a few seconds. I was sitting up in bed when I saw her. I was not dreaming and she wasn't looking at me, she was looking straight ahead towards the wall. I'll always remember this even though I don't talk about it much but I've told a few of my relatives. This happened about two years after she passed away. She died a few weeks after heart valve surgery. Their is not a day that goes by without me thinking about this occurrence because it was so real. What I took from this was she was letting me know that she was okay.

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rand02244

Speaking of spirits, I've only seen one but it was my moms standing on the left side of my bed at 4:AM one morning. It was a translucent like figure of her. You could almost see through it but it was real. She was only visible for a few seconds. I was sitting up in bed when I saw her. I was not dreaming and she wasn't looking at me, she was looking straight ahead towards the wall. I'll always remember this even though I don't talk about it much but I've told a few of my relatives. This happened about two years after she passed away. She died a few weeks after heart valve surgery. Their is not a day that goes by without me thinking about this occurrence because it was so real. What I took from this was she was letting me know that she was okay.

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blueladybird73

That's actually quiet reassuring rand02244. It's a confirmation that your mum is still around looking out for you. Thank you for sharing your experience with us.

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Alisande

I agree; your mom was surely letting you know she was okay, and still with you. Thanks so much for sharing.

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pmlbkmn

My dad died in 1989. Mom was still alive and I promised him i would look after mom. I loved my Dad but my mom and I were best friends. I was always close to her. One night I was asleep on the couch and I woke up and my dad was sitting beside me. I was shocked and happy. He told me that he was given permission to come to me but couldn't stay long. He had come to prepare me. He then told me as gently as he could that mom was going to die soon. I smiled and told him that she was fine. He told me that he was there to prepare so I would be able to endure her death (when my grandpa died, my moms dad, it changed me). He told me he was going to have to leave soon. I begged him to stay and he said u know that I am not able to stay. I grabbed him thinking if I held on he couldn't go. Obviously I was wrong. He kissed me on the forehead told me he loved me and I told him I loved him and missed him. He told me he was always with me and he left. My mom died about two months after and I was and still am lost but I was able to get thru it and I give all the credit to the Lord. I have hoped my mom would come but I know it is the Lords decision. And I am so grateful he brought my dad to me when I needed him most.

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pmlbkmn

This is a sighting my son had. And it was 12 years before I had my dad come to me. My son was sooooo close to my dad. They always said they were best buddies. Dad always had time for him. When dad got sick it was only four months before he passed. It was so hard on my son. He really didn't want to talk about it. He woud not cry, nothing. My husband was very sick with Lyme disease at the time but went to calling hours with me. He and my son went to a couch in there and sat. And along with me trying to hold my mom up I had to worry that my husband may pass out. So that night I decided that it would be better for me that my husband stay home the next day and watching my son that night I decided he should stay home also. He said no he should be by my side since dad wasn't pgoing. I told him it would give peace if he stayed home and took care of dad. So he stayed home . At that time he was 11. When the fall came he was 12 and football season had arrived. He wanted to go to the first game. I said no. I was very protective of him. But my husband said let him go. When I dropped him off I told him to be right here after the game. I picked him up and every thing was fine. When we got home he said he saw grandpa. I was wondering why his other grandpa would be there. He said not him, my dad. He said he was walking around and every place he stopped he saw grandpa. I told my husband about it. He said he was probaby there because he was looking after him and letting me know he will always be with our son. To give me peace of mind knowing he's there when i can't be with him. Once again I had to thank our Lord for comforting my son and me.

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tepeguero

I seen my dad about a month after he passed. It was when I was biking and it caught me off guard. He was young and healthy wearing his royal blue polo shirt. He caught my eye, he was even younger than my own age! He didn’t have any expression on his face but that’s not uncommon. I was soooo grateful to see him because I missed him so much but what bothered and hurt me was he wasn’t smiling. That was 3 years ago.

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tepeguero

I seen my dad about a month after he passed. It was when I was biking and it caught me off guard. He was young and healthy wearing his royal blue polo shirt. He caught my eye, he was even younger than my own age! He didn’t have any expression on his face but that’s not uncommon. I was soooo grateful to see him because I missed him so much but what bothered and hurt me was he wasn’t smiling. That was 3 years ago.

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When my dad passed away we later heard from two separate people who said they had seen him that same day at a small prayer grotto about an hour away from where he died, where he loved to go with my mom whenever they could. They said that he was wearing a flannel shirt which was very common for him and that they thought it was odd that he was there without my mother. He had a very strong devotion to Our Lady so it would not surprise me if he would choose to visit there after death.

He never appeared to me in person which is fine because it probably would have scared me but he did appear in a very vivid dream where I was getting out of a pool and he walked over and wrapped a towel around me and gave me a hug. It was significant to me because he died suddenly while working outdoors so I wasn’t able to say goodbye. It was very comforting.

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talleysgal

My mother died a very traumatic death. I grieved terribly and felt like I was hit my a freight train for months. Cried every day, wondering if she was at peace. Six months after her death, I was sitting on the couch, while my dog lay sleeping next to me. My dog suddenly sat up and looked over toward the doorway. I looked down to calm and pet my dog and then followed her gaze. Everything seemed darker, except there in the middle of what seemed like a tunnel, was my mom. It looked almost 3-D holographic-like, aka Princess Leia's scene from Star Wars. She had her pink robe on and was smiling at us. I saw her from the waist up. Small, at the end of "the tunnel." By the time I said, "Mom!" the image disappeared. I like to think she had taken in enough energy to give me that brief moment of her image and smile, and to let me know all was okay. Plus, she loved my dog and without my dog, I wouldn't have looked up to see her. I'll never forget that moment and am so thankful for it.

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Alisande

These stories are wonderful; thank you all for sharing them. Talleysgal, I think your interpretation of your mother's visit is exactly right.

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talleysgal

Thank you, Alisande. Yes, these stories are wonderful and as sad as they may be, they uplift you and give you hope!

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dorisnorma

I saw my Son 1 year after he died. He stood there with the same clothes on he wore just one year before. He looked right at me and had the broadest smile I ever seen him smile....as if everything was ok as he went away.

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HU-31124224942

Hoping that someone reads this and and comment or write their experience so that I can continue reading this thread:) GOD BLESS

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Helene Kaplan Kaplanmm

Few month after my husband passed, I saw him laying on our love set sofa, in the living room about three feet away from me, his lowers legs hanging over as he was a tall man, he was hiding his face like making a pick a boo, he used to do this as a jock, he looked exactly as when he was alive, with his beige short, bluish shirt and black sneakers I stared at him frozen, he was looking at me, how could he be here since he had died, I was in shock, it lasted few seconds, may be 7 or 10 seconds, then he went upward in direction of our backyard outside like an arrow with flame at one end. There must be life after death, since I saw him alive for only few second but I will never forget. I miss him so much, he was my best and only friend, it was June 14, 2006, he used to turn one page of a calendar on his desk each day, I never continue to turn the pages, it stays on June 15, 2006 since. I hope to see again. Helene

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Sheila Peterson

Yes, several members of my family saw my father after he died: my cousin at his funeral, my sister- 6 months after his death, my daughter after +/- 2 years. I personally witnessed the shock of my cousin after it happened in the church. My sister said she felt peace and my daughter(like my cousin) said he was sad that we were fighting among each other before he died.

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Rajeev Rambulip

My dad passed away on the 9 June 2018. We believe in the Father, Son and the Holy Spirit. We believe that the bible is the final authority. Just sharing some back ground if it fits in to what I am going to share. Not so long after my dad passed away, my little nephew of about 3 years old queried with his parents where my father was gone. They said to him that my dad is gone to heaven but Aaron asked again but when will my dad come back. His parents said to him that they do not know but the little kid surprised them when he said: But I saw him on a big white bird on the roof! Yes, those were the words of a little child who is so innocent and will obviously say what he saw. It is amazing and I believe that this child has definitely seen my dad! There are many other confirmations but I just wanted to share this one as it corresponds with the other comments about white birds when someone passes away. Bless you all.

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blueladybird73

Children just say things as they are! How lovely, thanks for sharing and good to know that they are still around even if we don't know it.

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Amanda Kinder-Stout

Hello, My name is Amanda, I actually came across this page literally by accident however I have a strong feeling it "wasn't accidental" I was actually looking for information about "signs" from loved ones because every time I am outside a dragonfly appears and just hovers around until I go back inside, at first I didn't think much of it but here recently I began really noticing the pattern and it's honestly every time I am outside at my home (many times throughout the day) so I decided to Google any information about this or if it has happened to others, maybe not a dragonfly but something similar and this site popped up. So I want to share some of the "Blessings" as I call them with you all, I want to apologize in advance for such a long post but there's so much I want to share and I've learned that it is very helpful for me to talk about my dad and share things with others even people I don't know. It was April 19, 2005 I was 25 when I lost my Daddy, he was 59, my dad was diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes when I was 5 he was 39, the ER doctors couldn't understand how/why my mom was able to walk my dad into the emergency room, his blood sugar was 900 and all the doctors and nurses said he should've been in a coma with that high of blood sugar, dad spent 2 weeks in the hospital. It was a 20 year battle with this disease, like a rollercoaster there were so many ups and downs it was one of the hardest things I've ever had to sit and watch as literally attacked every single part of his body, from his kidneys, eyes, bones and limbs. In my eyes my dad was the strongest man I knew and to this day still is, many of you can probably tell by now I was a Daddy's Girl, he was my world and if you asked anyone I was his. It was April 18, 2005 my dad was still in ICU at the hospital (so some of you know the visiting hours are a lot different) I spent every visitation with my dad that was scheduled for an hour, so on the 18th it was the last visitation for the evening, he was sitting up sideways in his bed, I told him he looked and must have felt great that evening, he looked at me and his words have stuck in my head still to this day he said "Baby girl, your daddy is going home" my reply was one he probably heard a few times during over the 20 years, I told him when the doctor tell us you can. At 3:30am (7 hours after seeing him and his words to me) April 19, 2005 the hospital called and said I needed to get there that he was unresponsive. I sit right beside him holding his hand from the moment I got there, it was my mom who looked at me and said "he is fighting for you, you need to tell him it's okay" I can promise you those 2 words were the hardest 2 words I've ever said, it was that very moment he squeezed my hand and opened his big blue eyes as a tear rolled across the bridge of his nose 15 hours after the hospital called I watched as he took his final breath. Many months went by after his passing until one night I had a dream that was so real it had my shaking, I called my mom and began telling her, she quickly said I'm on my way, I need to talk to you, so she gets there and we talk. My parents had separated when I was 20, probably 2 years before my dad passed my mom had gotten pregnant and my dad took it extremely hard when he found out, he was angry with me (because I was happy, I always wanted a sibling, I was their only child, my dad had 4 others from a previous marriage but they were a lot older than me) and he said some hurtful things to my mom, sadly my mom miscarried but unknowingly to me until that moment she came to talk my mom told me everything, my dad had told her after her miscarriage that she would have the son they always wanted but he would be gone. It was exactly 2 months after my dad passed my mom found out she was pregnant, soon later she found out it was a boy and a few months later my brother Elijah, was born, (we are 27 years apart and just a little insight my parents were 17 years apart) in my dream it was me and my mom and she told me I needed to tell my dad we were leaving but I couldn't find him, then he was there and he said to me "Elijah is here because of me and one day Baby Girl you'll be a mommy too". I think my mom was just as shaken up as I was when I had first called her to tell her about my dream. When Elijah was 2 he was playing and asked me if I knew his friend "Donnie" I thought to myself "Oh Lord, he has imaginary friends" probably 2 weeks later me and my mom were sitting at my house (of course this big sister had him spoiled, he had his own room and toy room at my house) and Elijah comes running out of his toy room and asked if I knew "Goat" I said yes bub I know what goats are and he said "NO, My Friend Goat, he comes to see me and plays with me, he told me he really loves you and misses you" my heart sank and I busted into tears, so did my mom, you see my dads name was Donald and his nickname was "Goat", my brother never meet him, dad passed in '05 and Elijah was born in '06. In 2013 I reconnected with my old boyfriend whom I dated when I was 19, we've been married for almost 4 years now. My husband to this very day still talks about the time we went to my parents for dinner and my dad told him to have a seat, they needed to talk and dad told me to go help my mom in the kitchen that this was a talk between a father and his daughters boyfriend, my husband will say he was scared to death and he will never forget "that talk". Now I tell you that this was the very FIRST and LAST time my dad ever sat down a boyfriend and had "that talk" sometimes I wonder if daddy knew something John and I didn't know many years ago. There's been many things and different signs in these 13 years since dad has passed that's happened, I have learned not to blame others for things missing, I use to blame my poor little brother but I've realized over the years it wasn't him or others, my dad was a huge practical joker. My husband and I recently moved back home to West Virginia from Louisiana, we both were born and raised here (WV) we now live in the same town I was raised. About a month and a half ago I was sitting up stretched out on my couch playing a game on my tablet and my husband was in another room doing who knows what (typical man thing) when something caught my eye, I looked up and standing in the dining room stood my dad, I even shook my head as if my eyes were playing tricks on me only to still see him standing there, nothing was said but a feeling came over me, it was as if my dad was saying it's okay, I'm okay and still here with you, that's the easiest way I can explain it. So that brings me back to what I was first saying about coming across this site, since moving back each time I'm outside there is 1 dragonfly that shows up out of nowhere hovering around me. A little bit ago I told my husband about it, like I said just recently did I start noticing the pattern of this occurrence with the dragonfly. My husband was outside for about 20mins before I went outside, seconds after I was out there like the snap of your fingers the dragonfly appeared, my husband looks at me and said "what the h××" I've been out here this whole time and never once seen a dragonfly. My husband doesn't believe in things like this well I can't say it's that he don't believe I just think he doesn't want to out of fear as for myself, I smile and say "Hi Daddy, I Love You Too".

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Alisande

Amanda, thank you so much for sharing your wonderful story. It illustrates the power of the bond of love and how very talented some spirits are when it comes to expressing that love. I just want to make a comment about dragonflies. They obviously possess something very special. I don't know of any other insect that acts as a connection between us and some of those we've lost. I've seen this in practice several times myself.

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blueladybird73

I have written on this site before and have really enjoyed reading everybody's experiences. It's given me hope and some relief. Anyway there are a couple of recent things I thought I would share with you. I lost my husband 4 years ago to suicide leaving me and our two young children behind. Anyway the first experience happened while returning back home from holiday. We had visited his family in France and had spent the day on a ferry then 4 hours car journey home. I was about an hour from home and the motorway lights were having a hypnotic effect. It was very late and I was very tired. I started to blink longer than necessary as I was starting to fall asleep. I then heard a man's voice in my head say my nickname, which got my attention and it focussed me a bit. Then a minute later I started to fall asleep again and this time I heard the man's voice again, only louder and more urgent. This time it did wake me and I forced myself to pay attention thankfully.

The second experience I was going on holiday with my brother and his girlfriend. I was driving and following him to our holiday cottage. I kept seeing signs to place he had liked but I had never visited. I started to feel upset and cried quietly to myself, I did not want my children to see me. I was also feeling really angry with him for leaving and I was giving him a mouthful in my head. Then all of a sudden there was a Long loud beep on a car horn, then another one and again. Then I realised it was my car! It has never happened before or since. I do wonder if it was his response to my anger, so I did apologise in my head. It could be his way of shouting that he is here also. It did give us all a bit of a laugh at my random crazy horn.

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Amanda Kinder-Stout

On August 19th I joined and shared with you all about the signs and visits I've been "Blessed" to receive after the loss of my Daddy 13 years ago April 19, 2005... I want to share with you again the Blessings that I received earlier this evening... Some of you may have read my post and some may have not, this evenings "Blessing" was in the same form that first brought me to come across this blog/form, "a dragonfly"...

Just a little bit ago I was sitting outside taking in this "Beautiful Fall Like" weather we are having here in West Virginia, I decided to take my tablet and play my casino game, my husband and I have turned it into more of a competition on who wins the most money, as if it was real money... lol

As I'm completely into my game, head looking down and not paying attention, all of a sudden I hear "zoom" right past my head, I look up and there was "my dragonfly", I stopped playing because I knew, it was a visit from my dad... However, something was different today, it was the first time I had ever taken my tablet outside, it was a few moments later I decided to see if I could capture just one photo, not knowing if it was possible but I decided to try anyway.


.. I captured the first photo, then a second and then there was the third photo... Of course not knowing exactly how or if I was able to capture any of the pictures, it was when I came inside and looked at my gallery I realized, I captured all three pictures and there was one photo (photo number 3) I will Forever and Always Cherish... It was as if for that split second time stood still, just as my daddy, when he was here, always was ready for the camera (he honestly was a camera hog, lol) so was "my dragonfly", looking straight at me, perfectly with the somewhat familiar glow that was in my daddy's eyes...

***I have put in order the photos, 1, 2 and 3***

I apologize for such a long post

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Marisa

My grandmother passed a couple months ago and it's been very hard on me. We were extremely close. I completely believe that she is spiritually with me and reading these stories has really helped me. So thank you.

I wanted to share my own story with my beloved grandmother. Before my grandmother died she was having a lot of episodes with her blood sugar plummeting suddenly. I had gone to bed very anxious for some reason and at about midnight I felt someone's hand on my shoulder and a kiss on my cheek. I woke up and no one was there but I knew it was her. The next morning we got a call that Grandma's blood sugar had plummeted and they found her unresponsive but were able to get her back. I know it was her visiting me and comforting me. The next night her heart stopped briefly and she visited my mom (her daughter) in a similar way that she visited me. My mom has always told me that she gets messages from people she knows right after they die but until that moment I never really believed her. It makes me sad that she's gone but at least I feel like she's still watching out for me like always.

I'm not sure anyone still reads this thread but if you do thank you.

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Alisande

I'm still reading this thread, Marisa, and I'm sure I'm not the only one. Thanks so much for sharing your story. Your grandmother is loving as well as beloved. I felt a kiss on my own cheek the other night. I don't know who it was, but it was appreciated.

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Janine Fay Sullivan

My Dad died 8 years ago and when he took his last breath I felt a bolt go through me, that is the only way I can describe it - it was fast, powerful and almost hurt and left me holding onto the bed...anyway his funeral came and went - but it was some days later when I was with my husband walking towards his grave, that we saw a man with dark hair wearing a long dark coat with his hands folded in front of his body just looking at my Dads grave - we saw him side view on and as my husband said who is that? I already knew it was my Dad, my heart was racing - but my husband would never of known it to be my Dad as he looked and dressed very differently to how my husband knew him, as my Dad was standing there he was in his thirties and wearing the coat he wore when he worked for British Rail. The same coat as a small child I would put on and find sweets and interesting things in , I was so excited to see him but no sooner as he was there he simply vanished before our eyes - My Dad retired to Cyprus some years before his death and was buried in a very small cemetry in Paphos which to this very day has both the entrance and exit in one - meaning who ever goes down the path to tend to graves would use the same one to come back up....I let my husband search for the man and only told him when he was getting really worried that we won't find the man because it was my Dad. My husband does not believe in God- religion - spirits or anything - and to this day he cannot explain it but I am so grateful he saw my Dad with me as I would not of been able to talk about it or share the wonderful experience it was. I will never forget. x

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Jennifer Kim

My mom passed away suddenly almost 4 years ago from sudden heart attack from June and my dad passed away last month. They were divorced because he found someone else in his old age. He learned too late in his old age after my mom passed way that he was actually very much in love with my mom and grieved very hard after my mom passed away and regretted each day. My mom gave me a sign that someone close to me will be taken away when I lost my keys a week or two before he passed away. My keys were left on a table while having lunch with my friend and all of sudden flock of sparrows came around us on cold weather and my keys were gone and we were both shocked. I was at the time upset my keys were gone but I was glad my friend was there to vouch I was not going insane. My dad left so suddenly in frightful way falling from the 16th floor balcony at his apartment. Even though the fall must be frightening to my dad, he had the most peaceful face and eyes closed on his death when I saw him and they would not allow me to see him until the coroner is there first. It looked like my mom must have been there to comfort him. I saw my dad's step son there first before I got there and I only work only one block away from his apartment and his step son lives further than me and my work and I do not want to question why. Couple weeks ago, I found myself with hummingbird where there is no flowers to be seen and it was staying with me for good 10 minutes with my dog and his best friends from his church saw hummingbird front of their front doorsteps of their house just about the same day or two. My dad came to tell us he was in good place which we needed to know. Again few weeks ago before I saw the hummingbird, I had a visit from my mom in my dream and I was so happy to see her and gave her a big hug. The dream felt so real and my friend also saw both of us in her dream and she never saw my mom before but was able to tell that our meeting was joyful one and I was not just imagining and it was not just dream but it was real. I am not depressed as before knowing that I will meet both them again in next life. We are here on earth just for awhile until we meet our love ones in the rainbow.

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Alisande

I wanted to respond to this a couple of days ago, Jennifer, but then it disappeared. I'm glad it's back. I loved reading it, and want to say that a big hug has been part of just about every dream visit I've ever had--and I've had many. Also, animals are often involved in the signs we experience in real life. There's so much we don't know.

Thanks very much for posting.

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HU-99570198

I suddenly lost my boyfriend in an accident

Almost 2 weeks ago

I think for a young mother of 3 im coping very well tomorrow afternoon is his rosary

I was beside him a half hour before the accident

I knew somwthing was wrong

But didnt know what tille the next morning when his mother found me because my phine had died ealy in the morning.


So that day i couldnt understand why

I just knew something was wrong

I didnt know what, but i knew it was something.


Never did i think Hed be gone

When his mother told me

I was in total shock and wven denied it.

But seeing his sister and mother deveatated i knes it had to be true.


I lost him saturday 4/20 at 2:09am


Today is may 1st

A year ago today was the last i woke up with my nana and boyfriend by my side

(May4th i lost my grandmother who had stage 4 lung cancer whom i toom care of for over a year.. In that time my boyfriend would care for them while id care for my grandmother.)

I have 3 children my youngest (almost2) weve been raising togther and shes taking the hardest.

She wakes me up around 2or so

Tapping the bed

So i roll over n look

Thinking he was gonna te me scoot over

I see my daughter

So i pick her up n lay her beside me

N we both go back to sleep


About 7:10am my alarm goes off

N i go back to sleep to find myself standing in the kitchen

Thinking i have to go to him

I have to tell him something important

So idk what i was doing but i stop n i remember what i had to tell him

So i go to him n he meets me half way in the hall n puts his arms around my waist n i hug him n tell him i have something important to tell him

N he asks what

He lounges on the bed

I sit on the floor looking up at his face

N i start to vry n tell him

I have something to tell you

I said:

Remember the other night when we went out?

He nodded yes.

Well youre gone, you didnt come back.

N i started crying n i said

Your gone. We're in a dream.


N he reacted the same way i reacted when i found out.


Then we were in this cloudy place

In eachothers arms

With family around us amongst themselves n carrying conversation


N then i woke up.



4/22 we went n made a site where the accident happened

And that new song the old oak tree started playing

And that was our place

Wed run away to n clear our head

Or hed hear me cry n just let me let it out


He wasnt just my bf

He was my best friend

He was the man i wanted to grow old beside

He kept me together in my worst of times.

I dont know what to feel or how to deal with lossing him

I havent felt the same since we left eachothers side that early morning

Ive found bottle caps n dirty socks n places i didnt notice n those littpe things made me laugh.


He would always tell his mom we were having another baby

But the 2weeks before he passed

Hed constantly tell my mom were having a baby.

Never ever did I think id wake up n not see his face.


We both come from a brokem home and a troubled childhood

We werent the type to just trust people

Were very private n particular people

Very different and difficult.


He was a wonderful hard working

Loving son brother and stepdad

He will always be loved and missed


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blueladybird73

So sorry HU for your loss. I lost my husband nearly 5 years ago and we also had young children. It is hard. But give yourself time to heal, he's left you with 3 beautiful gifts of your children. I promise it won't ever leave you but things will get easier with time. You and your children are in my thoughts and prayers. Surround yourself with loving and supportive people and remember to look after yourself. x

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Marie Damore

My father died 25 years ago yet every time I talk with him during the day as if he’s alive he visits me in my dreams.

he left my young mother who was 11 years younger and each time I dream of him he has a message for me for my mother.

he cane to me in a dream one night.. the dream was he was sleeping in a hotel with my mother and I walked into their bedroom. I saw my mothers diamond which shone brightly. The next day we hung out and I looked at the diamond my father had given her and one large diamond was missing. We had done some errands and I pointed out to her the diamond was gone. She went home very sad and crying.

while in my vehicle picking up my daughter I looked in the cup holder and to my surprise the diamond was in the cup holder.

Just recently I moved onto my mothers house downstairs. The week before at my former apartment I saw many pennies and 1111 cane to me via clocks and phones. I thought of my father who must be happy that I’m moving in. One morning I awoke and I sat up in bed at 7 am and next to me was my father holding a small suitcase. Beyond him was the closet but the closet was not a closet but a it was a portal. Around the portal was a white circular light that had depth and he was standing in it with his head to the side. I looked in awe and I blurted DAD.. and he was standing in a beautiful suit with a hat like he was 40 years old. I was so awestruck. I jumped out of bed and he disappeared.

later that day when in work I looked at the calendar and realized it was his birthday November 14...I was so blessed!! He cane to tell me it was his birthday.

I was in the hospital when he took his last breadth. Soon after he cane to me in a dream and he was still sick but he had angel wings and I was touching them and they were pinching my fingers I asked him When are you going to heaven and he said 40 days in a whisper twice he said that. When I went to the priest to ask him what this meant the priest responded that the soul stays on earth 40 days and then goes to heaven (catholic). And Greek

When he was dying I had an out of body experience. My body was floating in the hospital room above him. I felt every breadth he took as if we were one. I traveled with him to heaven. I saw beautiful colors and we were traveling over incrediblly vivid landscapes and my brain knew that his brain was entering a beautiful vista of colors and I was flying over heaven with him. I will never forget this out of body experience. Don’t know how it happened or why but I know there is another existence beyond our comprehension as humans. When I awoke that morning I was on the floor and my legs were on the bed. I awoke and went to the hospital and he died at 2 :44 pm. I knew he went to the other side. I was there with him.

After that day I knew that the spirit of man lives .. it never dies. Their dna lives in each and every one of us. We have to connect in spirit to live with them. They will come to you. All you have to do is ask them to come!! Talk to them. Ask them questions and be patient for their answers.

Each time I go to the cemetery I talk to him like he’s alive and I ask him to give me a sign that he hears me. Every time he responds by the sun breaking through the clouds and it is the cloud of an angel in the sky or two birds landing on his grave stone or a wind pushing a branch over his grave stone or something beyond comprehension. Talk to them like they are alive and you will see or hear something extraordinary. Trust yourself and your belief in a higher dimension and you will never be lonely!! I always believed an will continue to believe that the dead are not dead but live in every one of us. The dead have more power than the living. You just have to tap into it! Don’t cry act like they are still here. They can hear you!! Be blessed!!❤️


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Alisande

You are a good receiver, Marie! Thank you so much for sharing your story. I can relate to it.

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HU-904298360

I was Daddy's baby I was 35 when he passed. I miss him so much but after his death I moved into apt an my husb went to bed I looked in bedroom I seen a white apperation get up from laying position and stand an walk thru wall .never seen anything like that but I wasn't afraid ,I was writting poems at the time I was trying to write the word ( Him ) and I kept writting hime .I couldn't understand an why I kept putting and ( E ) on the end well I realized it was saying ( Hi Me ) and I knew it was Dad .saying hi . And 18 years later I'm in a home in the country and I seen the same Apperation out side and seen it several times and then last year I was watching TV,and I seen the white Apperation going out my front door in the middle of the day .It was my DAD Crossing Over !! I've not seen it since .I have tons of ORBS in my home now .have heard my name called an a man's voice talking to another in my bedroom .I also have seen a shadow person in this home .I was not afraid for some reason ,but the weirdest is a grey most in shape of a triangle about 3 feet higabove my basement steps an triangle was still but the mist was very slowly moving .and that's my experiences an still as of today .I know must be family because I've never been afraid of any of it This is a TRUE Story ....

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