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.
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........
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.