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Your post gave me chills - but in a good way. I h...

2011-06-26T15:08:11.556-05:00

Your post gave me chills - but in a good way. I had a similar experience when I lost my grandfather while in HS. I know my grandmother told the story of being visited my her mother after she passed and even seeing the imprint where she had perched on the edge of the bed.

I hope your dreams bring you some peace even if they don't necessarily give you concrete answers.

The same thing happened to me with my boss (and fr...

2011-06-23T18:33:15.437-05:00

The same thing happened to me with my boss (and friend) of 25 years. He visited me in my dream just to let me know he was all right. I felt just as your son did when your mom visited him. The only difference between you and I? I believe. With every ounce of my being, I believe. And these visits are truly a gift from beyond meant to quell the fears of those left behind. Enjoy them.

Your posts make me smile. I know when I leave thi...

2011-06-20T17:26:33.438-05:00

Your posts make me smile. I know when I leave this earth I shall one day see you, and we shall Zumba together like we've never Zumba'd before. It's okay. You are okay. You miss your mom, and it's okay to be comforted about an after life. Hugs:)

I believe, but only because I want to. No real rea...

2011-06-20T07:35:46.234-05:00

I believe, but only because I want to. No real reason. I wish your mom would come to visit me!

However, I will say I had a couple of dreams after my son died that were kind of like that. In one, my dad, who had died the year before, showed up with my son. And my dad also showed up looking way younger than I had ever known him, but I knew it was him. He and my son were happy together.

My grandpa (Papaw) died when I was 11. I knew he ...

2011-06-19T23:29:47.634-05:00

My grandpa (Papaw) died when I was 11. I knew he was saved. I knew he was in Heaven... however, I still doubted. What ifs filled my mind. A few nights after his death I cried myself to sleep... but he came to me in the night. I remember opening my eyes knowing I was being watched. It was an eerie, yet somehow comforting feeling I can yet to describe accurately.

I opened my eyes

I think your dreams are a sweet gift. You never h...

2011-06-19T19:56:31.778-05:00

I think your dreams are a sweet gift. You never have to say goodbye when you keep seeing her in the night.

Living well is good. It's the only option we h...

2011-06-19T13:06:35.486-05:00

Living well is good. It's the only option we have some control over. I have trouble with the acceptance part too.