Dreams

"Come to me in dreams, my love..."

Have you had any meaningful dreams since the passing of a loved one?

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Permalink Reply by Linda on September 20, 2009 at 9:57pm

My Brother dies may 6th, 2008. I have had numerous dreams and experiences , one I will share with you now. In a dream about 4 to 6 months after my brother's death A couple of my other brothers and I were in a house that was my mom's..but not the house she lives in now but the telephone was ringing and my youngest brother, age 40, answered it saying "hello" a few times, then says to me that no one was on the line and he started to hang the phone back up when I quickly stopped him asking him to hand the phone to me. I say "hello" into the phone once, then twice when suddenly it is my brother who passed, his voice and he says..Lin?? Lin?? ..I answer him "Dean, Dean....how?....where?....Are you in Heaven? He says "Yes, Yes I am and the language is so different here but the Angels are teaching me"
I had been reading many books during that time on loved ones that can come to us in many ways and reading books by John Edwards and another book but not sure of the author called "Hello from Heaven"..and in a few of the books I read where the language is different in Heaven but I couldn't grasp that at all..like why is it different? and how??..but after that dream I no longer questioned it..it is no longer important and I feel my brother came to help me with that.
HUGS to you all!!

Permalink Reply by Joanne on September 24, 2009 at 2:29pm

I lost my Dad in Feb. 2009, and my Mom in March of 2009. It was really rough for our family, even though I knew that they didn't want to be apart as they were married for over 60 years.

After an exceptionaly rough day, lots of memories and lots of crying, I dreamt that my Mom had called me, just to let me know that everything was OK and going good. She sounded like she always did - I spoke with her on the phone daily before I went to work. Near the end of this brief conversation, I heard my Dad in the background telling her to remind me that there was leftover pork in their fridge to give to our 2 dogs (their beloved grand dogs!). This was so like something he would say.

The dream made me feel better. I would like to believe that it was their way of letting me know that everything was going to ok, and not to be so sad over their deaths. But at the same time, I missed them even more for all the little things missing that we took for granted for all those years.

Permalink Reply by Jennie Walker on October 6, 2009 at 3:37pm

Whenever I am troubled by a problem that I can't seem to solve when I am awake, my father comes to me and somehow or another the problem is solveable when I wake up. We were close when he was alive and I feel he is still here when there are troubles or problems in your life that you can't find an answer to yourself.

Permalink Reply by Jennie Walker on October 6, 2009 at 3:41pm

It was right after my mother died that I had a dream of a young mother holding and cuddling a small baby. In this dream I felt that mom was ok and everything was fine. I mentioned this to friends about the dream the following day and I was told that in a way it was my mother holding me telling me she was safe and happy and that she always loved me. It comforted me in knowing that.

Joanne said:

I lost my Dad in Feb. 2009, and my Mom in March of 2009. It was really rough for our family, even though I knew that they didn't want to be apart as they were married for over 60 years.

After an exceptionaly rough day, lots of memories and lots of crying, I dreamt that my Mom had called me, just to let me know that everything was OK and going good. She sounded like she always did - I spoke with her on the phone daily before I went to work. Near the end of this brief conversation, I heard my Dad in the background telling her to remind me that there was leftover pork in their fridge to give to our 2 dogs (their beloved grand dogs!). This was so like something he would say.

The dream made me feel better. I would like to believe that it was their way of letting me know that everything was going to ok, and not to be so sad over their deaths. But at the same time, I missed them even more for all the little things missing that we took for granted for all those years.

Permalink Reply by Chalathia Welch on October 9, 2009 at 1:05pm

Prior to my mother's passing, I had a dream about a new home being built, Concrete was being laid as the foundation was about to be formed. I was so excited that the Lord (what I thought at the time) was about to bless me and my son. My mother's health was deteriorating, and she was admitted into the hospital a short while later. While there (she mouthed while on a ventilator) " Do you have a bible". I asked her if she was saved. "Yes, I am, What about you? "Yes I am. " Do you know were it is in the bible" she asked. She was right on point, and gave me some info as well. In addition, I was having trouble at school. Mother said that she had the hardest time with college algebra. But, through constant studying she passed. Three days later mother died. I continued to dream about her. She was always happy,talking, walking and much younger in my dreams. The new home is my mother getting a new body. Leaving behind a legacy of perseverance and eternal peace.

Permalink Reply by Helen Romero on October 10, 2009 at 4:02am

Just days after my son died I had a dream, although it seemed very real. I was sleeping and someone was moving my shoulder. I thought I woke up and it was my son saying...."mom don't worry I'll be back for you". I tried to go back to sleep because I wanted to ask him "when? please come for me soon". I was not able to go back to sleep as hard as I tried. I just wanted him to come back and tell me I wouldn't have to wait long..........here I am 15 months later still waiting for him to come get me.
I miss my Baby so much. I pray God give my life to someone that deserves it and lets me join my Baby, my Angel. My son was my life, my heart, my eyes, my everything........

Permalink Reply by violet la pollo on October 23, 2009 at 9:34pm

my beloved husband passed away 2 years ago and oct 12 I had a dream he was combing his hair and had on his blue shirt he always wore when we went to the casino,I heard him say vick[nickname for me} tomorrow is 13 your lucky number,as much as I did not want to go alone and felt his presence the entire time,first I hit 223-00 later 1625.30 and befor I left another 408.00 ,if he would have been there I would have been so happy but showed no emotion other than ,great this will pay for my taxes next month and new refrigerator I needed bad so YES dreams do bring our loved ones to us and I am sure he knew how upset I have been over finances lately and to think a measley 30.00 got me all I needed MY LOVE WAS BESIDE ME THE ENTIRE TIME AND IF I WOULD NOT HAVE NOT HAD THAT DREAM I NEVER WOULD HAVE WENT.

Permalink Reply by Tammy Love on November 16, 2009 at 10:27am

My daughter was taken from us and I, too, wished, prayed and hoped that I could go and join her. I begged God to let me be with her, but this was not to be. I truly believe that my work on earth is not done. What I am supposed to be doing, I have yet to figure out, I pray daily to God to tell me what he wants me to do. I believe that your work is not done either, why else would you still be here and not him. This may sound strange, but this truly happened. I was laying next to my daughter in her bed, I was not in her body, just laying next to her. She was showing me what was happening to her, she was murdered. Then her face appeared over her body and she had the most beautiful smile on it, she was telling me not to come up there yet. I was downstairs and had just woken up. I truly believe she was protecting me and the rest of the family. She kept saying, not yet, don't come up here yet. Then her beautiful face with her smile said to me, its ok mom, you didnt know, you didnt know. I am ok. I have always felt guilty that I was not able to protect her, she was telling me that it was ok, I couldnt of known. There was more she told me, but I just wanted to share that with you. There is not a single moment that I don't miss her, talk to her and just think that she is still just at work. But some people have told me that once they are up with the Lord, they do not want to come back. I believe that, its just hard not to want her with me. Love your son, but figure out what you are supposed to be doing before you are called up to be with him. I am trying to figure it out........ I feel your pain, hurt and wish that it would of been me and not her. Tammy

Helen Romero said:

Just days after my son died I had a dream, although it seemed very real. I was sleeping and someone was moving my shoulder. I thought I woke up and it was my son saying...."mom don't worry I'll be back for you". I tried to go back to sleep because I wanted to ask him "when? please come for me soon". I was not able to go back to sleep as hard as I tried. I just wanted him to come back and tell me I wouldn't have to wait long..........here I am 15 months later still waiting for him to come get me.
I miss my Baby so much. I pray God give my life to someone that deserves it and lets me join my Baby, my Angel. My son was my life, my heart, my eyes, my everything........

Permalink Reply by CDJBlue on November 18, 2009 at 7:25pm

My sister died in 2005 and after her death, my faith was sorely challenged. I wanted to know if she was ok. I really needed to know that. A few months after she passed I had the absolute most beautiful dream that I've ever had. In the dream, she was sitting in a lawn chair (one we had when we were children) in the backyard of my parents' house. The grass was very green and very lush...just long enough to make it springy under your feet. The chair was raised off the ground by an inch or 2. People were visiting to tell her good bye and she had her head thrown back laughing. I looked at her feet and I sat down in the grass and begin clipping her toenails, telling her that she couldn't go anywhere with her feet looking like that!! I knew after that, that she really is in a better place, state, or whatever she has now moved on to. I hope that I see her again when I too have made that transition. I still miss her more than I can say.

Permalink Reply by Tammy Love on November 18, 2009 at 8:06pm

CDJBlue said:

My sister died in 2005 and after her death, my faith was sorely challenged. I wanted to know if she was ok. I really needed to know that. A few months after she passed I had the absolute most beautiful dream that I've ever had. In the dream, she was sitting in a lawn chair (one we had when we were children) in the backyard of my parents' house. The grass was very green and very lush...just long enough to make it springy under your feet. The chair was raised off the ground by an inch or 2. People were visiting to tell her good bye and she had her head thrown back laughing. I looked at her feet and I sat down in the grass and begin clipping her toenails, telling her that she couldn't go anywhere with her feet looking like that!! I knew after that, that she really is in a better place, state, or whatever she has now moved on to. I hope that I see her again when I too have made that transition. I still miss her more than I can say.

Permalink Reply by Tammy Love on November 18, 2009 at 8:08pm

I know how it is I miss my baby more than anything, does it ever get any little bit better? Does your heart ever stop aching?

Permalink Reply by CDJBlue on November 21, 2009 at 5:45am

Yes it has gotten better, but I've never "gotten over it". Recent deaths of my mother, grandmother and aunt stirred it up though. I think that whenever you experience a new loss, you also re-experience old losts. I really wish she was here right now.