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This might be a rough time for many of you. Do what you feel you need to do to get through it. Remember, someone is here almost all the time to talk to you.
Started by Legacy.com Dec 28, 2017.
Started by David Heggi. Last reply by David Heggi Nov 22, 2017.
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Ok...sorry if this is difficult to follow..and also, I made one mistake in the telling. I DIDN,t walk to the dining room table, one second I was looking out the front door, the next I was standing there, looking down at the table..it is nine steps from the door to the table, but I never walked...I was transported there..yes sooo weird.
LAST PART OF SEEING BOB:
As I stood there, I heard the front door open...I looked up, and Bob had opened the door, and walked in. I can not describe the absolute SHOCK and JOY I felt! He was younger, thinner, no grey hair..and his eyes were a deeper blue...BOB WAS HERE! After praying for a visit for 2 years..HE WAS HERE!! I tired to speak, but was totally unable to...the shock had taken away my voice and all I could do was GASP..over and over during the entire episode...one gasp per second..I wanted to tell him how much I missed him, loved him...etc, but all I could do was suck in my breath over and over. I wanted to walk over and hug him, but I was frozen to the floor and couldn,t move...so he walked over to me...to b closer...he tried to talk to me....but his speech was like a 78 record played at 45 speed..so slow I couldn,t understand what he was saying. I was SOOOO frustrated, and I wanted to hold him...but I was paralyzed. By then, he was at arms length so I tried to lift my LEFT ARM to hug him...but I couldn,t...BECAUSE MY ARM WAS ACTUALLY INSIDE THE FABRIC HOUSE, and my CAT was weighing down my arm...I could feel the fur, and softness and warmth of my kitty as I stood there trying to hold BOb but wasn,t able to do so.
His eyes were filled with love, and SADNESS...and I got the message he was trying to tell me he was sorry he had to die, and leave me. MEANWHILE I could still feel myself lying in bed...and as the seconds ticked on...the dining room began to fade...and the bedroom became more real...I was coming out of what ever dimension I was in...but HE HUGGED ME as the entire thing faded...and I was fully back under the blanket, with Rudy still sleeping on my arm.
I started crying...still gasping for air...but calmer now.
i got the feeling his message was to reassure me that he was ok..thankfully, as that is what I really wanted to know, that he would always love me.. and that it had taken great effort on his part to connect with me in that way.
It WASN’T a dream...we would have been able to speak in a dream. Ok, maybe some of it like the beginning was sort of a dream...but also so much more.
My daughter said it sounded like an OUT of BODY experience...but I never “floated” anywhere.. I KNOW it was Bob!
I used to wish for and dream of this happening...but this was so strange, and upsetting, but comforting..as I now know he is ok, and was sad he died and left me...but I have done nothing but ponder this..for 3 Days...and it has made me wanting so much MORE.
Also, if something like this happens to anyone else here..Don,t GOOGLE it! Stick to any mental message you received and not what lame authors suggest messages might b. I was so afraid I would loose the contact of feeling him here after this...but I still feel he is here with me. Again, my stupid fears almost ruined this wonderful thing.
Thanks for reading this...and if anything like this happens or HAS happened, please let us know. I guess we all have different experiences...and I will pray for another visit where we can communicate better. This kinda left me unsatisfied, and wanting more...I wanted to TELL him so much...but couldn,t.
Part 2...the set up:
it was Tuesday afternoon, and was in bed, still in my clothes, for a nap. I take them often in the afternoon between 2-4 pm. On my bed next to me, was a small fabric house, that my cat Rudy was asleep in..I crawled under the covers at 2pm, fully dressed, lying on my right side, facing Rudy’s house. My head was resting on my right arm, and (this is important to note) my left arm was across my body, and INSIDE Rudy’s house...I do this often...he lies on my arm cuz it’s warm, and purrs and falls asleep..it’s a sort of bonding...
I lied awake for an hour, unable to sleep, I noted the time then, 3:15...and I was thinking I should get up, as I was still not that sleepy...and the next thing I remember,I was standing in the foyer looking outside through the large oval window in the door. There was a multitude of packages outside on my porch...I counted 7, but DIDN,t open the locked door...I just walked the few steps to my dining room table, and started looking down at some letters etc.
AT NO TIME DID I EVER NOT FEEL MY BODY STILL LYING INSIDE MY BED. I KNOW THIS SOUNDS WEIRD! BUT I WAS FULLY AWARE THAT MY PHYSICAL BODY WAS STILL IN BED...I could feel the mattress, the blanket and MOSTLY I could feel the weight of my kitty asleep on my arm which was still inside his little fabric house. The only way I can describe it, is I felt like I had been TRANSPORTED to the dining room, while my body was still lying in bed
Ok, now you have the visual...I am sorry to be so long and detailed, but I really want to explain it because I have had a “dream visit” 40 years ago, after my father died...which is how I thought if I ever saw Bob again, is how it would be. This was Totally different...ok...that is the set up..sorry, breavity is NOT in my telling this story...so thank you for your patience.
Part 3 coming up...hopefully in a few hours...this has been so difficult to write...but it is almost finished. Also, the fact that my cat has his full weight on my arm in bed s very Important. Bye for now
Hi guys...part 2 is coming up...and thank you for all your comments..but it wasn,t like I always imagined it would be..as I prayed since he died, for a visit. I think my absolute SHOCK at seeing him kinda ruined it...as I couldn,t SPEAK...all during the visit, I was GASPING for breath over and over again..hyperventilating (which I have never done before in my life)
and this has left me so upset..because I WASN’T asleep...but I am getting ahead of myself...so part 2, THE SET UP is my next post.(I have spent nearly 3 Days in dis belief, and at loss for words, which y’all know is unlike me)...so I apologize...
I hope that my David's grandchildren will always remember how much he loved them
Our 3 year old grand daughter lives with us Since my husbands passing 31 days ago she has wanted to sleep (in her words) "Pawpaw's spot". So she has been sleeping with me. I can hear her laughing and talking to her Pawpaw at night in her sleep. She is so young now. I hope she will always remember how much he loved her.
Oh David...you are so right in saying that it would be a godsend to see our loved ones as Mary Jane did! I would give anything in the world just to know they are ok and waiting for us. It would make our having to wait so very much easier....if only!!!!! I too believe with my whole being that they are. Again....if only! I pray for us all to be able to find some peace and comfort in some way. As of yet, it eludes me.
I know how much you miss your Greg, Deborah.
And your grandson innocently wanting his grandpa home, had to have been too much to handle. It would be a Godsend if we could all see our loved ones the way Mary Jane was able to see hers. It would be enough to know they are OK. I do believe they are, and are waiting for us with open arms.
wow could I use seeing my Greg smiling at me Mary Jane. Last night I had a total breakdown, my 3 year old grandson had been asking me all day to take a car to his grandpa so that he could come home and play with him, broke my heart and I guess it all got to me after he went home. I just really need him here, I don't feel him at all around me and I miss him, his smell his touch, his stupid jokes, just everything. I too think of ending it all and being with him but could never do that to my family, besides the fact if I did that would I really be with him or someplace else I don't know the answer to that . oh well I will stop rambling now. Debbie
Mary Jane ... I am so happy you had a visit from Bob. While grief counselors try to tell us it's not real, it sure is. I have had a similar experience the first Christmas alone without Ernie. It was Christmas Eve. I was wrapping gifts on the coffee table and something made me turn my head to the left where the wall unit was. There he stood all 6' 6" of him with his elbow leaning on the side of the wall unit smiling down and myself and the dogs. A big smile on his face. What I saw was a little different than what you experienced. Ernie looked like he was made up of millions of stars and he certainly was recognizable. The only way I can explain it was the very ending of 'Ghost' where Patrick Swayze was saying his goodbyes to Demi Moore and being called to the light. Crazy, seeing things, I don't think so.
I am so very happy you had this experience and look forward to your other post.
David ... It's normal to wonder whether there is a larger purpose for our pain. I've learned in almost 7 years since Ernie has passed away that yes, we have a purpose. First, grief is a must and normal and all of us know the pain that we bare at times can be horrific. As we grief without realizing it we are growing stronger and it may be as simple at first as getting out of bed in the morning and facing the day. That's one big step! Slowly I began to realize had to to go back to my own roots to when Ernie first met me and fell in love with me. I was 'me' then and he fell in love with the 'me.' Then we share our lives with our spouses and life changes to a degree and even though enjoyable part of ourselves changes and we forget when we first met and fell in love with our spouses. We left part of 'me' behind and had a delightful change between two people in love. Now that our spouses are gone each day, month or year we get up and try we learn so many things. I began to realize I was still 'me' once again only Ernie's love was a bonus and strengthened who I was and who I would be with or without him. I've learned to be more compassionate, not to judge a book only by it's cover, have patience, hug a family member or friend just because, tell people you love every so often you do love them. Being strong for family or friends going through difficult times and last, but not least when we give of ourselves in this life we begin to smile once again.
Oh yes, I miss and love Ernie very much, but he left such a gift with me of his kindness, undying love, respect and wisdom and now I know ... I am taking what I learned from him and carrying the torch to help others be it human or animal. Slowly my heart is once again warming up and I'm so thankful I was one of the lucky ones that experienced all that Ernie gave to me all these years.
Stay strong my friend as you will begin to see yourself shine through.
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