After my mother passed, I dreamed she visited me, and was becoming an angel.
When my mother died of lung cancer I had taken care of her for 6 months. I knew she was not ready to die but accepted it. She was very sad those months but was very brave and did not complain. I became almost obsessed with wondering if she was at peace and happy after her death, even though I really don't believe in an afterlife. One night about six months after she died I dreamed she was on the phone with me sounding happy and healthy. I was so glad to hear from her. Suddenly a woman with a gentle voice came on and said Mom had to hang up. I asked why and she told me because she was studying to be an angel. This calmed me, but I wonder why I had such a religious quality to my dream. It has been three years and I still grieve her at the most unexpected times.
Dreaming about passed loved ones visiting us is a fairly common experience, whether or not we may believe in an afterlife. No matter our theological view, we all long to know those we love are at peace and have been released from the pain, sorrow, and suffering of this world after death. Dreaming is one way our minds sort through and process information and life experiences in order to make meaning and find closure.
Many people who do not believe in an afterlife discover that they are concerned about the welfare of their loved ones after their death. The Bible tells us that an awareness of the eternal nature of life and of God Himself are planted in the hearts of humanity (Romans 1:20). When God designed the universe, He crafted it in such a way that people throughout history would recognize His power in creation "“ power that reaches beyond scientific explanation to our very souls. He also designed us with an innate sense that we are eternal creatures. We mourn the thought of permanent separation from our loved ones because we were "wired" to live in community; it is because of this that we experience wrenching pain when we are separated from those we love most "“ especially when we believe we will never see them again. Most of us find the thought of eternal separation from those we love to be an agonizing thought. Our love and concern for family and friends continues far beyond their passing.
It sounds as if you shared a close bond with your mother. In one way or another, you will grieve her loss for the remainder of your life. This is to be expected because she was an important part of your life. Your dream is one manifestation of your love for her. Take comfort in the fact that the love and care you shared with your mother is a both a gift of memory to you, as well as a gift that will remain with her forever.
I know how you feel my mother has been gone for 22 years. I HAD A GREAT RELATIONSHIP WTH HER THE LAST FIVE YEARS SHE LIVED.I DID SEE OR SPEAK TO HER EVERDAY OF MY LIFE.I HAD A GREAT HOLE IN MY LIFE THAT ONLY GOD COULD FILL. I DID NOT DREAM OF HER UNTIL MANY YEARS LATER AND I WAS GOING THROUGH A HARD TIME.I WAS ILL AND VERY FRUSTRATED WITH LIFE.I PRAY A LOT AND BELIEVE GOD IS MY SOURCE FOR EVERYTHING.SO WHEN SHE CAME TO ME IN A VERY BEAUTIFUL DREAM,I KNOW GOD SENT HER TO COMFORT ME.SHE HAS ONLY COME TO ME IN A DREAM TWICE AND BOTH TIMES SHE COMFORTED ME.
My mom also died of cancer, almost a year ago. Within two weeks of her passing, I dreamed one night that she had invited a few of us to visit her in Heaven. She wanted to show us how she was decorating her home there. It was such a vivid, realistic dream! She had chosen seascape colors for her main living room, and I can still see the yellows and blues clearly. Mom was always a great homemaker, and took delight in decorating every place she lived...including the last place she lived, an apartment in my walk-out basement. She was very content and joyful in my dream. And I awoke smiling, feeling comforted. I had other dreams with Mom in them over the next months, usually mundane dreams where we were gardening or doing chores together. Even the mundane dreams are comforting, but none so comforting as that first "decorating the new home" dream.
Sometimes, we need to learn to embrace events that occur in our lives and not over-examine them. While you don't believe in an afterlife, this may have been your own inner efforts to console yourself, which is OK. Having recently lost my father, I know there are always doubts as to whether or not we did enough. As a Christian, I do believe in an afterlife, and know that loved ones will send us messages from beyond, as I have received many throughout my life. For you, perhaps you should go with how you felt through the dream. If it created some comfort for you, then just embrace that and don't over-think it. I am sure your mom knew you where there for her, and you did right by her. That should also be a comfort for you as well. May I offer my condolences. We don't ever stop mourning the loss; we only learn how to deal with it.
My sweet daughter, age 42, passed on Mother's Day a year ago from cancer - an extremely cruel painful end of which she fought so valiently. I simply couldn't, and wouldn't accept her death. I have been crying for the entire year, have lost any desire to take up where I left off, put off cleaning, going places, talking to friends - indeed so depressed I wanted to go to where she was. Several nights ago I had a very realistic dream and she came to me and signaled me out of the rain, into the sunshine, into HER new home! She was extremely happy, looked exactly like she did shortly before she passed, and told me she knew I was worried about her - but I shouldn't worry any longer, she was happy and fine - indeed she was laughing with others in the room they were decorating!!!!! I woke astounded - and as a Christian, feel that God truly had her come and see me to give rest to my soul... I feel so much more at peace now - even though I knew she was in Heaven!
My mom died in 2006. 4 days after her death, while we were all running around this house planning her funeral and things, my neighbor looked out and saw my mom in her garden. He said he had to look twice but even so she was still there. He told me this had never happened to him before.
I can surely tell you my mom was with me in those 11 days between the day she died and the day we interned her ashes. Her memorial service and the family gathering at my mom's home (which now belongs to my brother and me) went off perfectly. In fact, that year we had an abnormally long summer and I was still getting things out of the garden the day we interned her ashes.
My brother moved into my mom's room and I stayed in my room as I had lived with mom for 27 years before she died. The night my brother moved in, which was in fact the day we interned her ashes, a hoot owl started hooting outside my mom's window. That owl stayed there in a bush for months after mom was gone, Bob heard him every single night. How odd an owl would perch in a bush I thought, and remembered how much my mom loved birds of prey, we had all watched owls with her during her lifetime.
The day before my mom died, I cleaned her room and surrounded her bed with the pictures of her family who had died before her. I had no idea why I did this. That day I watched my brother enter this house 4 times from my garden. Each time I got up and he was not there. Each time I went back into the house my mom's head was bent in prayer. That brother chose not to speak with my mom the last two years of her life. His wife was angry over 1,400.00 in taxes that she had paid for living in my mom's cottage. She believed mom owed her this money, when in fact, my brother and his wife had lived there only paying taxes and utilities for years. In fact, quite often they did not have the tax money and mom would pay it for them. Mom's heart was broken over losing contact with her oldest son. I watched her for two years, as she tried to reconcile the anger she felt over what had been done to her. The odd thing is that after she died that brother inherited over 100,000.00 from her. How did he live with himself I often wondered.
I called my aunt to tell her about my brother walking into the house that day before she died. My aunt told me my mom was calling him to her to forgive him. I know that she did, because she had underlined all these prayers for forgiveness in her Bible.
Since her death, she has come to this house often. When my brother and I fight or there is some sort of chaos in this house, I go outside and talk to my mom, usually while looking at the moon. (Mom died with her Bible in one hand and her moon chart in the other). Every single time I have called on her or God for help it has come to me, sometimes almost immediately. My brother and I constantly have these days where everything seems to be directed by my mother, miracles occur, etc. Money shows up. Stuff happens, and my brother and I will always say aloud, "Thank you Mom!" I have told my other two brothers that if they miss mom they ought to talk to her. Both think this is ridiculous, and ask why??? Neither really believes she can hear them, but Bob and I do believe she hears us, and it never ceases to amaze me how powerful she is. About two months before her death, I was trying to get mom to let me put some lotion on her back. She told me very sternly, "I do not care at all about my body Annie, that is only temporary, it is my spirit I want to take care of". To this day I believe that mom was making the transition from earth to heaven while she was still alive. She seemed more and more distant to me the closer her death came. I read recently that this is in fact true. "The longer we live the stronger the ties become which attract us toward another world, and the fewer and weaker those that attach us to this". (QUIET THOUGHTS). EVERY prayer mom prayed and underlined before she died has come to fruition. Within two years my dad was here for me to take care of. She told me (though they had been divorced for some 43 years) that if dad needs help, "You take him in Annie". So I did. No matter what you believe, I am finding that the older we become, the wiser we become, the more we realize that there is far more to this life than what our 5 senses discern. Even my dad was a firm agnostic all of his life, but now with Alzheimer's, he refers to God often. When I tell him he has angels he believes me. One day recently he asked me if the angels were stronger than the devils. "Of course" I told him, and he said, "Thank God!" If you are wondering if your mom is at peace, which was your ?, I believe she is. Cancer is a horrible way to die, unlike how my mom died, which was (she stopped taking her blood thinners) a heart attack/stroke. But rest assured the aches and pains, emotional drama and traumas are put to rest along with the body. The rest, who your mother is, remains always within your heart and around you. It is not hard to let go of a body, when the spirit goes on to joyous places of which we can only dream of.
When your mom died, her body died, the part that had the cancer, her spirit will always stay close to you. Moms are moms for life. We have all had dreams about my mom, mine only started recently, but when I see her she is happy and not sick or upset anymore. Treasure those dreams, they are our chance to visit with those who have passed off from the shore and over the horizon. And just as we no longer see the ships when they go far away, so too we no longer see the bodies of those we love, but we can still and always will feel their energy for their ships still sail. Please never feel that your mom was taken from you, she rather is on her own journey and still watching you. The only thing gone is the body. Be at peace with yourself, that is what your mom would so want. Sincerely, annie
My mother just passed away two days ago. While I know logically at 92 she had a very full and happy life there is an emptiness there. The last time I saw here she was at her hospice care. I struggled with leaving her and going to help my daughter who had recently lossed everything in a fire.
Mom was in a comatose state for two days. My siblings kept telling me I needed to go but I felt torn. I told her that I'd have to leave her which was the hardest thing for me to do. I told her I had to go help her granddaughter.
I sat in my car for five minutes knowing that would be the last time I'd see her again. My mother passed away while I was airborne. Five minutes after her death I turned to my husband and said mom is gone and started to crying. I knew she wasn't with us. When we landed I contacted my siblings and asked how mom was and told she had died around 7:30a.m
Two nights later, last night I dreamt I was sitting at her apartment which she hasn't live at for 3 years now. I was telling her about my daughter, the fire, my concerns for her her fiance and his children. She told me you be there for her. Keep talking to here, love her like you did when she was a troubled teen. I will be out soon.
In a half sleep I told myself I'll have to give mom a call and let her know how things are going. Then remembered I can't call her. Now I'm falling apart. Is this normal?
I do believe she was telling me she's coming to watch over her. Am I wrong or is there another logical explanation
Logic cannot truly explain this, but belief and faith can. Without belief there is no faith, without faith we are alone in the world. Your mom will he there to watch over all of you, just as mine was/is. Though my logical brothers can not get that, my brother and I do, and we are the lucky ones cause we are the ones that get to have mom around. Having little faith, the other two do not see her or hear her, they only mourn the passing of her body. We two who live in her home relish the continuation of her spirit. That is the difference.
Dear Cathy1, I too lost my mother to lung cancer 3 months ago. I have always believed in the afterlife until she passes and I am second guessing my beliefs now. I need validation that she is at peace and happy but not sure where that comes from. Her and I were extremely close and just cannot fathom the idea of never seeing or hearing her again. I would love to have her come to me in a dream to let me know she is ok, I just never remember my dreams. My father died in a fire when I was 3 so my mother became my world. I feel for anyone who has been through this, its an indescrible feeling, mixture of anger, sadness, lost, all rolled up and eventually sort out. To all who have had comforting dreams of loved ones, I believe there is hope that soon I will too.
Hey my aunt jut passed away of lung cancer on may 18 2013. It hurt me so bad seeing her in bed all hurt. But she didn't want to leave she wanted to stay with us and beat cancer again. She is one of the strongest person ever!! I always said I never got to give her a last hug do tonight I had a dream she was asking me for a picture and I told her I was goin to give her one of me and my baby girl and den I just went straight to hug her because I remember she died and I told her let me give u one last hug. And she hugged me so hard. I worked up and I'm in tears right now .. :(
My mother passed away in dec. 2012, a couple of times since I've had dreams of someone grabbing my arm , and another of someone reaching around me as if snuggling. It always scared me , so I would wake up my wife to see if she could see them. ( she completely believes in spirits) a couple of times I would grab there wrist and wake up my wife to see if she seen them and then they would be gone. She kept telling me not to be scared, to ask them what they wanted and it could be my Mom. Well last nite , I had just went to sleep , my wife was still awake watching tv and I felt it again , I asked my wife it was her arm and she said no, now she says I'm really mumbling when this happens because I guess I'm half asleep. Now I knew it was my motherh and she snuggled up to me and tickled me and I got to have conversation with her, I asked about heaven, her mom and dad and her last husband that died 35 years ago, her answers were very vague and I remember her telling me she didn't want to DINK it whatever that ment, that was after I asked her if she had been to heaven and she said a couple of times. All of sudden she was gone and I woke up feeling wonderful. The closet thing to the feeling I can describe was when I first walked down the ilse at a church to get saved as a 27 yr old adult. I know it was as real as me sitting here typing this
MY WIFE OF 23 YEARS CAME TO ME 2 DAYS AGO ON 2ND OCT. 2013 SHE PUT HER ARMS AROUND ME AND ASKED ME TO KISS HER. I DID. RUSTY FROM PHILADELPHIA, PA. (PANCREATIC CANCER WAS HORRIBLE.)
Last night I had a dream of my friends mom. She passed away on June 2, 2013 from a brain aneurism, it was so sudden and no one saw it coming as she was a very healthy energetic loving and warm person. Its been about 5 months now and no one has had a dream about her except my 4 year old cousin and he told us that she said that she loved him. Now what I had experienced last night was beyond real it was just like I was with her again talking, but about her reassurance that she was ok. It started like I was having a phone conversation with her and my phone was on my pillow but then she appeared with me, she looked as beautiful as ever and started by tell me "I miss my girls" which are her two daughters 18 and 13. I asked her if she had talked to them and she told me no she has not but she will be visiting them soon, but there visit it something special. I asked her if she know how she died and she said "no i just appeared i this beautiful place" and i asked her where "heaven?" and she said yes! I said are you with us and she said "yes everyday" and when I asked if she had met god she told me "he is with us too." My aunt is their guardian now as well and she made she to tell me because they were best friends "your aunt in doing a great job I am very proud of her, and thank you for giving my girls a home" I also began to ask how long my visit would be because I had so many questions and she told me "I know you all do, I have answers but i can't be with you for long I have to go back just know I am safe and Im here and its gorgeous like nothing you have ever seen." She also kind of mentioned that she was with a dog too and they were together but we aren't sure what dog, there are two dogs that she could have meant.
My just passed away from cancer three months ago:( I miss her. She was very strong and never complained through chemotherapy. I have dreams of her quit frequently. People say because I was her daughter and we had a bond and that's why I see her in my dreams. She looks so beautiful and peaceful. I kind of feel sad when I wake up. Cuz I miss her.
I am a Christian and did not believe this 40 days visitation until my mum passed away last month. The first week or during the 9 days after her passing, there were signs that she came to visit me by unmistakable smells and fragrance. The first one was the unmistakable smell of my mother with her skin moisturizer; the second one was the same smell plus fragrance of a flower which I did not really know what kind of flower it was. The third time which lasted the longest, about 6 to 8 seconds was totally the fragrance of the flower which was a strong fragrance. The next day I went to my friend's house and his friend who was staying with him got to know about this and went to my friend's garden and brought back some flowers which is JASMINE and it was exactly 100% the fragrance I experienced the night before. After that, I am a total believer in this 40 day-visitation. My church actually forbids us to believe in all this and told us that the soul sleeps after death until resurrection day but now I Know this is not true - the soul does visit their loved-ones and give signs to try to comfort them. I am comforted by the signs but I am still in great agony because the loss is real in a physical sense where I could not see her physically anymore and I do not have the chance anymore to care for her, cook for her, wash her laundry, buy her favourite foods, etc.. And now that she is gone, I only realized that it was a privilege and enjoyment to serve her while she was alive because we enjoyed talking to each other very much and she was always there for me no matter what! And I will always remember that My Mother is the only person in the world that truly loves me unconditionally.
I lost my Mother to Colon Cancer in September of 2012. I was according to my Mother (she made a family announcement while on her sick/death bed) the HARDEST. CHILD that she had to raise out of Five Children BUT we were BEST FRIENDS for a very LONG TIME before that she died. About 8-10 month's after she died I was sleeping and felt a presence next to my bed. I heard my Mother's voice plain as day. ....Cindy wake up! Cindy wake up! Before that she died there would often be time's that my Mother would call me and say....wake up,wake up! I think that she just wanted to let me know that she is with me watching over me. My Mother always worried about me as...i have an autoimmune disorder that has cut YEARS off from my life. Actually at time's in my life I KNOW that my Mother REALLY IS still with and watching over me! Momma I KNOW that you are watching me! I LOVE YOU Mt Momma angel wings! We will meet again in the promised land!
I had a dream last night were my mom came to visit and we talked for a while . I asked her what heaven was like and she said it was beautiful . I asked her of she rembered anything that had happened on the week before her death ( she was in a coma ) and she said yes that she heard it all. She still wondered though what had happened on the day she was flown to charleston and I explained everything to her. I Asked her what had happened when she died and she said her dad had come to get her and said it was time to go to heaven . She did. I honestly belive that she really came to visit although I hope I can talk to her some more because I miss her and I have one question I forgot to ask her who was my dad. You see she died very suddenly . On Monday March 24 we found her unresponsive on her bathroom floor and called 911 . They had to fly her to charleston and we did not know until pit local hospital told us after we got there. When she got there she asked what had happened that morning . Little did we know that those would be her last words . She was put in to an induced coma and never woke up due to 3 strokes 2 majors. She passed away the next Tuesday April 1 2014 we thought maybe it was all a joke and when we got home there she would be fine and watching tv .
My mother died in July 2013. She died of complications from a rare form of blood cancer confined to her brain. She fought the cancer hard and lived over a year and a half after her diagnosis and failure of treatments. My father, sister, and I remain devastated by her passing. Her lovingkindness touched so many lives. Since her passing, she has regularly appeared in my dreams-sometimes several times in one week. Sometimes, my sister and I dream of her on the same nights. Sometimes I know I am processing my grief. Other times, I know that it is my mother's actual spirit visiting me. Last night, I dreamt that my father, sister, and I were seated at a picnic table and I was wrapping up 4 crepes. I remarked to my father that maybe, we could do a remembrance of our mother twice a year. At that point, I turned to my right and my mother was there, she put her hand over my right hand. I felt her gentle tender love for me. She looked young and healthy. I cried and thanked her for visiting me when I know she is busy in Heaven. I woke up crying and knew that this was yet another visit from my mother's spirit. I miss her so very much but know that she will always be with me. Her courage and love gives me the strength to move through my grief and face each day's challenges. I am grateful for her dream visitations and of the knowledge that she is at peace.
My mom passed away Oct 2012 from breast cancer that spread and she suffered a great deal the last few months of her life. Mom lived with me the last few years of her life and we were close, which ironically was not the case when I was young. The last year of her life I can say that we were especially close as we spent a lot of time together just going to doctors, having tests, then stopping for some coffee or maybe stopping in a favorite store to shop and just enjoying small moments inbetween. When I knew her time was near I really felt I needed to be at the hospital when she passed away, but I had come home to take a nap to go back and had a very incredible dream that ultimately changed my life. Mom came out walking above me in a robe, I don't know where we were but it was all a soft muted gray color, her robe was of the same color. She looked good, like she did in midlife, walked out and stopped above me. Behind her pranced (and I mean pranced) my beloved dog that passed away about 3 yrs earlier, and before she passed away I had told her to pet my dog on the head when she made it to heaven (she was in a state that I was not sure if she could any longer hear me when I said this). My dog also looked really good, not like his age of 16 yrs when he passed on. I remember I could see her bare feet when she walked. In the dream I yelled up to her to "come on down, hurry up" but she never spoke to me. Just then the phone rang and somehow I picked it up immediately and I just already knew what that phone call was about before I was even awake. It was the hospital telling me that mom had just passed away. While someone on the other end of the phone was talking, the dream just flooded my mind and I just sat in awe for the longest time. I believe that my mom was concerned for me as her death was difficult and I really don't have any family, it was just us. She let me know she is okay, and I've just felt blessed for that. I would never have felt okay about the way she passed on without that dream. I can also tell you that I felt her with me for about one week after, and I can tell you that I felt her leave, almost as if somehow we were connected and I just felt the connection slip away almost as if instantaneously in a moment.
My view of life changed drastically with this experience. I now "know" which is very different from "believing" that we exist beyond the physical world. Mom transcended space & time to see me, and I was glad I was asleep so we could connect. Understanding this has led to some major life changes and led me to a path of knowledge which I am so grateful for.
My Mom passed away 2 days ago at age of 74, She had a lung cancer and a rheumatoid arthiritis, and some other illnesses, short while ago She had a hip replacement done. She was the Best Mom I could have ever asked for! I feel disappointed in myself for not helping Her more, I knew She had those illnesses but I didn't understand how bad the situation was, I though and had in mind that it would be like that for many years to come. I feel bad that I didn't tell Her that I loved Her very much and do right now, but I know She knew that! I just wish I had been better for Her. Couple days ago when She passed, something in me did too, I'll never forget Her and how She always was so good to me! Thank You Mom Forever!
I imagine we are communicated with through various ways. We have to be open to seeing the signs but not always looking for them, I recommend the author Roberta Grimes, robertagrimes.com is her site. She has many books on this subject, and her book The Fun of Staying in Touch might give you some insight into how communications can be and how to reciprocate them.
I had a good relationship with my Father when I was younger, he wasn't perfect but he was still my Dad and I had the utmost respect for him. Three years before he died he began to change, he refused medical attention and became very stubborn. I knew his health was diminishing, so my husband and I tried to help but he just ignored us. The time of his death I just gave birth to a son and it was a C section, so I had no time to travel out of the US to his funeral and say my last goodbyes. Six months later as I was visiting my Mom and not thinking about him, my Dad appeared in my room as I was about to fall asleep. I am not one to believe in ghosts/spirits but this was real, as real as can be. I will admit that having a new born made me a little sleep deprived and no I do not drink or do drugs. My Dad spoke to me and told me he came to say goodbye and some of his friends were waiting for him. He died at age 73 but he looked like he was 30. It was a short visit and I will admit I was a little scared, but I am happy he came back to find me. I guess our loved ones want us to know that they are doing well and will try to communicate however they can.
When my aunt died I didn't find out until it was too late. I didn't get a chance to even go to her funeral. I cried every night, I went to sleep thinking about her. One day I had a dream of her and in my dream I bust into tears and I was shocked to see her so I said" I thought you died?" And she told me that she was still here and she never left.
My mother died just very recently January 1, 2015. New years eve i wasnt there for her, she passed away of hypothermia, paradoxical hypotermia. Very long story of how it happened. And Very hard to understand if you dont know what that type of death means. Well I shared a very, very close bond with her, i am her youngest son of three children, one daughter, and two sons. She passed away two weeks before my 21st birthday. I was always so close to her since i was a kid but i got more and more close as each day passed. My father left us when we were only little kids, so my mother was our father too and she was the hardest working person i ever known. She was the sweetest, most big hearted person ive ever known. And everybody who knew her, thought the same. Yes of course she wasnt perfect but she was such a good person. I see her in my dreams almost every night, but my first dream of her the night after she passed touched me the most. I was dreaming that i was sitting down crying knowing that she passed away already and i seen her face and partially her body and she came up to me and said "its okay sweetie its okay". She used to call all her loved ones and friends "sweetie" or "sweetheart", when really, she was the sweetheart. I woke up crying so much. I grieve for her loss every single day and i know i will for the rest of my life. I know she is in a better place, and i know exactly how you feel and what its like to lose your mother. We will all see our mothers again one day and thats a promise. When your faith is low, just always remember that its only normal to have low faith at times like these. But God is here for us no matter what and will give us the strength to accept he has taken our loved ones to join his army of angels. Keep your head up and be strong for your mother, even thought you cant see her in person, shes always with you spirtually and will never leave your side. She can see you and she has you in her arms always and forever.
I lost my brother when I was young. We were very close and his death was unexpected. Due to my age, I didn't think to much about heaven or death prior to this. About 3 weeks after he passed, I had a dream that changed everything. In my dream, I awoke to a bright light coming from our kitchen. I got up to turn off the light, but when I entered the kitchen he was standing there smiling. He was in his bathrobe that always wore. He had this beautiful, warm light around him. I was shocked to see him. I starred at him in awe, and he was just smiling. I said, I thought you were dead, and he looked at me and said, it's not like that...you don't die. I told him I loved him, and he gave me a nudge like he always did. I asked him to tell me what happened to him, and he told me it doesn't matter anymore. Not to worry about it. He was ok. The phone rang, and he answered it. He told me he had to go, but he would see me again. I started to cry, and he walked into the other room. I ran in the room behind him but he was gone. I was crying, and I woke up instantly. When I awoke in my bed, I was sitting up, tears streaming down my face. I knew without a doubt, he came to tell me that he was ok, and not to worry. I'm so thankful for that dream. God gave me that gift. Although I miss him like crazy, I know he's ok.
The other amazing experience was when my Grandfather recently passed away. I took care of him until he passed. It's been 20 years now since I lost my brother. About couple weeks before my grandfather passed, he was sitting in his wheelchair while I changed his sheets. All of the sudden, he says..Do you see him??? I said who? Pointing at the chair in the room he says, your brother...he's right there. A little annoyed he says, you can't see him. I told him I couldn't and he just starred at the chair awhile. Hospice told me he wasn't close to death, that he'd be around at least 6 months. I knew he would not live much longer after that. He died a couple weeks later.
I don't know if afterlife exists or not, the only thing I know is that today I woke up happy because I dreamt about my mom and in my dream she wasn't sick. At this moment and for the rest of my life I'm aware that's the only way that I can see her and I know is just a dream but for me is enough.
My mum died of lung cancer 5 months ago. We only found out that she had cancer 8 months ago and she started treatment, we tried to remain hopeful but she became ill through treatment and fought hard to get to a hospice and to get home. We cared for her at home for 2 and a half weeks - this was the hardest time ever, but my dad, sister, daughter and I were there when she passed away. She was too young! The morning after she passed away, just before I woke up, I seen my mum smiling at me...I thought this was her saying she's ok now. About a month later I dreamt that my mum came in to help when there was smoke coming from her cooker when we were all visiting my dad, I knew she had to go after this and as we all sat talking and I was crying and got very upset and this woke me up. There was another a month ago where we were having a great day and laughing and suddenly I turned around and she was gone, I asked everyone where she went and they said she had to leave, I woke up distressed and crying again. Thismorning before I woke up I dreamt that my mum and I were walking along near a beach talking, we could see out to the sea and at the end I knew I had to leave her but this time she said that whenever I need to see her I can just go there, I asked her if that was ok and I remember thinking that if I could then that would help as I could live life but still see my mum. I woke and cried about this thinking that she must have wanted me to stop being upset and distressed when I woke up so said this to me. She always told me not to sneak out the house when I was leaving my daughter with her as it was making her distressed, so I always told my 2 yr old where I was going and when Id be back. I was thinking that my mum could be doing this with me. I was thinking that Id need to tell my sister we can see mum there...but realised this was my dream. My sister and I discussed it earlier and had a cry, she too had felt my mum touch her arm to comfort her last night as she was telling her everything that she was worried about.
my marmie passed away in may 2013 of pancreatic cancer it was the hardest time of my life i think she knew she was going to pass but never wanted to be told, i stayed with her 90% of the time that she was in the hospice and when it came to the end where she was put into a deep sleep on the monday i stayed by her side the whole time the docs said that she would not last 24 hrs so i sat and held her hand the whole time feeling that i was in a bubble 4 days later the docs were amazed that she was still holding on they said that she was prob waiting for some one to come or someone to go that nice as i lay asleep in the bed next to her my cousin woke me up and said that she had woken up i rushed straight to her nd she was just staring at me making grunting noises i told her that i loved her and i felt a sudden coldness around her after a while i feel back to sleep when i woke in the morning she was still going strong i spoke to the docs and said if she in pain why is she holding on everyone had been to say their goodbyes after a very long conversation with the staff i told them i was going to go to the shop i went again and told my mum that i loved her and i was going to the shop and that i would not be long i left her around 420 and she passed at 435 i truly believe she waited for me to go as she knew i would be a total mess a cpl of nights later i had a dream that i went to her house everything was being sorted coz she had passed but i went to her bedroom and she was sitting on her bed like she always did watching tv when i walked in and saw her i had such a great sense of relief even no i knew she had passed i sat with her and said that i missed her she told me that she missed me too and i began to cry to which she said oh dont start all that laura ....... i asked her if i could have a cuddle and i swear i could feel it it felt so real in my dream we spent a little time walking round her house and her just watching what was going on i remember waking up in the morning and still being able to feel the cuddle i believe or would love to believe that that was her way of telling me that she was okay......... i love and miss her so much and some times the only thing that keeps me going is the hope that one day i might see her again .....
My mother passed away when I was 7 years old. I came home from school and found her dead on the bathroom floor. Her lungs collapsed. This was the ultimate cause of death. This is no dream this actually happened. I'm now 30 and the 26 yrs my mother has been deceased I have never dreamed about her. Recently... Last night to be exact I had a dream that I was on a set for a scary movie. The director ask all of the cast to sit in random seats. We were in an auditorium. So I sat in a seat in front of a huge orange rock. Assuming the director said "action" this rock opened its eyes and all I could see where the whites of his eyes. I was terrified so I ran up towards the middle isle. Somehow this rock man was standing in front of me with both hands on my arms. He then proceeded to pull of his mask and to my surprise the most gorgeous man was standing in front of me. He said to me " why are you afraid ? You sat in the right seat... This is just a mask " so I then pulled him close enough to whisper in his ear " when I was 7 my mom died and I found her on the bathroom floor" he stood up and started to apologize.. Perhaps for my loss or possibly for scaring me. So I broke away from him still crying but no longer afraid and continued to run up towards the doors of the auditorium. As I ran and I looked to my right I seen 3 people sitting in the distance as if they were there to watch. As I got closer I seen my deceased mother and sitting next to her was my deceased step-grandma and next to her was a little girl (unknown) maybe about 3 or 4 yrs of age. I ran over to my mother and was crying uncontrollably and I laid in her arms. She never embraced me but she did allow me to lay there and cry on her shoulder. My step grandma began to rub my back to console me. Then my mother looked me in my eyes is a loving way and said to me " can you finish braiding her hair for me" I was confused but I did what I was asked. I started braiding the little girls hair which had almost been completed. It was just one braid my mother left for me to do. As hard as I tried to braid the one braid I could never get it done. I made several attempts to try but each time I failed. Then I woke up.... What does this mean? 23 yrs and now she is visiting me with the person I least expected to be with her which is my step-grandma. My step grandma was the next closes person I lost that I truly loved. She was my best friend. I just need to know what all this means. Recently my fiancé and I have been TTC but I'm Not sure if that has anything to do with it. Please help!
I am so blessed! My Mother Dorothy passed on to eternal life on May 18, 2014. She had been very ill for quite sometime. In the hospital for over a month. She came home on the 17th and she was so happy to be home. She never complained and I never expected her to pass. My nephew was next to her and he heard her stop breathing, he hollered at my brother, I jumped up and ran to her bed side and seen her spirit leave her body. I never seen such beauty, a beautiful pink and blue, bright and vivid, definitely not of this world. I was so hurt and angry, most of all my anger was directed to God, as I was with her day and night at the hospital praying vigilantly and reading Gods promises of healings and to think she was trying to sneak out without saying goodbye. I reminded God of all the scriptures I read, I was lying across her, my nephew next to me, my Dad at the foot of her bed and my brother on the other side of the bed. I was crying hysterical even, my eyes closed, when I heard my brother say softly, Sherry she heard you, she came back. When I opened my eyes, it was unbelievable there she was, she was looking like she was 20 yrs old, beautiful and smiling, but she wasn't getting back into that sickly body and I told her, oh Mommy I'm so glad you came back, I just wanted to say goodbye and forgive me for not being a better daughter and when I leave this world promise to be there for me when I leave. She smiled nodded her head yes, looked at each one of us & slowly backed away into what appeared to be some portal, not of this world. Sudden peace came over me and my nephew said I just witnessed something I'll never forget. I know that she would have got back into that body if I asked her to, but I couldn't be that selfish. She was young and in no pain and tasted paradise & there was someone with her. I missed her so. My Dad was so broken hearted, he was at the foot of the bed & couldn't see her spirit. A few weeks had passed & my Daddy missed her terribly. He said if she would just speak to me. I told him to pray to Jesus about it & she spoke to my Dad. She said she loved him and missed him and she was just fine. They were married for 61 yrs. I reminded my Dad of his great faith and the scripture in the Bible that says, "It is not in this world what we see is only temporal but what is seen in the unseen world is eternal". If you have faith enough to see it and believe, just see what the Lord will do. My Dad was sitting in his chair and got my Moms 8x10 grad picture out and she flew in like a bird through the metal screen turned & flew so fast towards him that he ducked. When he raised up the bird was gone. He called me & told me about it, I came right over & he was explaining what happened when I looked over at my Moms pic & it was in color same color her spirit was, that photo was black & white. We went over to the picture my Dad picked it up & he seen my Moms eyes move & then her lips. We can't hear her speak but we finally have been able to read her lips. Only God could do this. My husband has a droid phone & took a picture of her picture & caught an orb. She can talk in every photo. What a comfort. We take her with us everywhere we go. This is a miracle, parting the red seas, but only better. Believe in the resurrection & know this as believers Jesus Christ can do all things. The Lord wants to give us the desires of our hearts. My Mother never died, as a believer we don't die, we begin to live. O death where is thy sting? BELIEVE!
I lost my mother on December 28th, 2015, but she officially passed on January 2, 2016... I have not felt normal since. I have felt her presence in my room and I keep asking her to come and see me. I'm a dreamer, but she hasn't come to me in my dream. However, last night, I had a split second dream of my mother taking her last breath. It was exactly the way it was in the hospital. I was very afraid and hurt. I miss her so much. I just wish I could hear from her to know if she is happy and at peace. I want to believe in my heart that she is, but until I hear from her, I don't know.
My mom passed away on Christmas eve, 2014. I had been over to her house before, talking to her and dropping off presents for the next day. She was fine then, we laughed a lot, I gave her a hug and kiss and told her I would see her bright and early the next day. 3 hours later I got a knock at the door... My uncle, telling me my mom had just passed away. I can't begin to explain how lost I was. I couldn't believe it...I just saw her. She was 46, had a massive heart attack on the couch watching a TV show with my dad. It was a hard time for me, I still need my mom.. About a week after her memorial service I had a dream that the whole family was in her kitchen and she was there cleaning (she always used to clean). I was shocked! I asked her what she was doing? Why was she here? I thought she had passed?? What she told me is something that helps me keep going to this day. She looked at me like was crazy, and said "No, I'm still here, Ashley. I haven't gone anywhere. And this place isn't getting cleaned well enough." It may sound weird, but it was so comforting. That's the point in my life after mom that I could smile again, and mean it. I'm 25 years old,living without my mother. It's not easy. We were best friends.
My mum died in my arms, after 7 years of long illness. Today I dreamt that she was still suffering and struggling to die. I woke up feeling sad.
Today i had a dream, in the dream my mom who died inf feb 22 calls my mobile phone, i talk to her as i do when she is alive, after some time i realize her voice is dull and ask her the problem, she told she is not happy there and asked me to come to her fast. What does this dream mean? does she need my help? what can i do?
My name is Vanessa. My mom passed away of breast cancer last year. I loved my mom so much. Within the first month following her death, she visited me in a dream. She was not sick, she had a white gown on and we were in a room with moonlight shining down. It felt real. I was laying in the bed with her and she was hugging me. I could actually feel her warm touch and her hug. She was talking to me - but I could not hear her. She looked like she looked when she was in her 20's. It was so comforting. I did not want to leave.
A week or so later after I had the dream. I was laying in bed and was about to go to sleep. I put the covers over my head and laid there for a while praying to God. I finished praying and I could smell the odor of a cake baking - my mom was a cook and she cooked from scratch. It was early morning and no one was cooking anything. I laid there for a few seconds just smelling the sweet smell of a cake baking in the oven under my covers. It smelled so real, until I pulled the covers from over my head to see whether the smell was coming from out of the house, but it was not..It was coming from under my blanket. This smell happened to me twice. When it happened the second time, I told my mom - please be at peace - I am okay...Of course I was not...
So after that maybe a week or more later and I was on the computer late at night and I was startled when three books fell off the bookcase on the floor right behind me. There was no way that these books could fall on their own...
I have moved to another state since my mom passed. I of course still miss her. Approximately four months ago, I was laying in bed watching TV and I felt a presence in the room and someone came and sat next to me in my bed. I could feel them actually sitting there. The presence sat where it could actually see my face....
I have three siblings, but none of them have had these experiences and my brother took it really hard after my mom passed, but none of them have had similar experiences. Guess I was wondering why the dead visit some of us, but not all...
It is painfull to see how a lot of people have died from Cancer.I also lost my mother due to multiple Cancer 2 weeks ago after fighting the disease like no human for 7 1/2 years.
Nobody went through that much of pain like her.
Even the worst of people dont deserve such pain.
She was such a huge believer of God like none I ever saw in my life.
What cancer could do to a person is merciless.
LAst night I also dreamt of her , but unlike a lot of people here.I saw her in similar condition,sitting on the bed unable to lie down properly.It's almost was like an indication that she was not at peace.
After giving some time to myself I thought maybe its just my mind that wasn't convinced that she died in peace.
Its hard to believe GOD exists especially when he cant even save life of his most devoted,but i will still carry on to worship GOD like my mother used to do thinking that she will be happy.
I hope soon we could find the cure for CANCER and put an end to everyone's suffering.
Hi, Lordhavemercy -Cancer came into our lives and took my mother's body who was a 56 year old and a very strong woman. I know that we live and we die. I believe in God with all of my heart. I believe when I hugged my mother before her death and told her that everything would be okay, no matter what. It was the truth.
April 1, 2016, half of me died when my mom died. I would give anything to have her back. Not a day passed when I didn't burst into tears and then sobbed like a baby without its mother. I miss her so much. She was my world. She was my best friend. She was my MOM. She loved me unconditionally and took care of me no matter what my age. She was always there for me. We only have one mother who will sacrifice everything for her children no matter how little they had.Now my mom is gone forever and I will never see her again. It's like a bad dream. This can't be true, it can't be happening. What is this life all about? I tell her every day Mama I love you, please tell me where you are. Tell me if there is something after death. Oh mama where are you? Oh mama I love you. I need you. Mama, do you know how much I am hurting? It is so deep. Do you know how much I miss you? My heart is heavy, and it was torn apart, will never be the same, all alone in this world and will always carry this pain. The only comfort I can find is in knowing that when I die I will be buried on top of her. I will be there with her again and we will become history like we never existed. I only dreamed about my mom talking to me once when she opened her eyes and said of course she was my world.
I lost my mother last year on April 29th at 4 am and I still visualize each moment spent with her and without her. She passed away within four days of detection of Acute Leukaemia. I have seen her slowly giving up on life in front of my eyes and I could do nothing about it. Till today I could not come to terms with myself that she isn't there. I wish to hear her voice , see her, hug her , sleep cuddled in her bosom for the rest of my life but I know all my life I have to bear this cruel truth that she has left for the other part of the world. I have dreams of her , she rarely talks, a few days back I saw her crying and I woke up with a heavy heart. I kept thinking what is bothering her . I was very protective about her when she was alive and I still continue to have the same feelings for her , the only difference is that when she was alive I could have consoled her, hugged her if anything bothered her at all but now how come? I felt so lost and depressed. I prayed for her. I know I will see her in the next life and I will eagerly wait for our reunion. I am 32 and I have come to understand this, a daughter's mourning for her mother never really ends. I will always miss her and always wonder why such a thing occurred in my life , why our destiny plays so nasty games with us!
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