I'm still kickin'. Last night, while waiting for the Olympic closing ceremony to start, I dozed off 'cause I had a busy day and was tired. Something woke me up with a start, and I saw a vision of my DW standing there, just to the right of the TV, looking at me, and then she was gone in a flash. She looked as though she was about 40 years old, without a smile on her face, dressed in pants and a colorful top of earth tones and fall colors. I had NOT been dreaming of her as I dozed, and the whole scene of the room did not change, except for being gone after an instant. A really bizarre feeling, but I feel it was real, and she was showing me she is ok. I hope all is going as well as can be for you all. Thanks for thinking about me. I'm just waiting for time to pass so things get better.
Joe: THank you for sharing your vision of your wife with us. As you know, my husband has been gone for a year now and I had an incident last week that reaffirmed my belief that he is near and with me from time to time. I was in my computer room, sitting at the desk, when I happened to look down at something very shiny right next to my foot. It was a brand, new penny!! Now I never take coins into my computer room, so therefore was surprised to see one right where I couldn't miss it. I am convinced my husband placed the coin there to communicate that he was with me and present . I have read that pennies are sometimes sent by the other side to communicate with we who are still alive on earth. I know others might think I am placing meaning on this that is not real but I believe it was a sign sent to give me hope and love. Your dear wife it appears wanted to reassure you of her well being as you have mourned her so deeply and painfully. The "curtain" between us and death is not as strong as it appears and every once in awhile we are given a glimpse into the other side. It is not meant to be morbid but to enable us to live our remaining years more fully knowing we will be with our loved ones again .
Joyful, on the day my husband died and for a few days after I found change on the ground wherever I went....it was freaky. In my garage, in the parking lot at the store, in the movie rental place....just very odd. He died on March 16 and the next day was St. Patrick's Day...my oldest grandson was in his front yard and looked down and found five four leaf clovers. I think it was a way of saying he was okay and not to worry about him.
I don't think that phenomena like the ones you all are relating are imaginary or wishful thinking, at all. When my beautiful 21 yr old son passed 13 years ago (THAT long ago??), I remember standing with him at his casket during the wake and DISTINCTLY hearing his voice say "Mom, it's okay". His voice. Surely. For years, every time I would go to a mall, a shopping center where there were lots of people, I'd hear a young man's voice calling "Mom....", sounded JUST like Ger. I'd actually catch myself turning around to look. Nowdays, there are occassions when I'll spot a young man in a crowd or on the street somewhere that will catch my eye. The manner in which he walks, tosses the hair from his eyes or hitches his trousers up looks just the way my son would. You never get over it. You just get through it.
Hello Joe: Happy to hear that your Vision of your dear wife, has helped you to adjust....these are trully signs that everything is ok, and we need to get on with our lives....it does give you peace. The other day our daughter Carla, was in Marshallls and heard a mother calling "Olivia" that is the name of Carla's daughter you passed away at 16, my grand-daughter....then she went to Barnes and Noble...and heard another Mother calling her son "Dario...the name of my husband, and her father...now these are two odd names..and to hear them both in that way, on the same day, makes you know that this was a sign that they are together. and all is ok... I awoke the other morning, from a sound sleep, with my heart racing, opened my eyes and saw someone, a man, standing in the bed-room doorway..these are truly messages that are being sent to us.
My Dad never missed any of my sons hockey games. He passed away during Jeff's senior year. That year they made the state finals. During the national anthem, Jeff was standing with his teammates at the center line looking up at the flag, there, just above the flag was Grampy. Jeff said he smiled at him and he knew the game would go well. From that point on Jeff went to the cemetary to "talk to Gramps" before each game.
One night my Mom felt someone sit on her bed, she turned and there was no one there, but the bed looked as if someone had sat there.
Yes, our loved ones are our guardian angels and I'm very grateful for that.
T.J and Joyful your hearts must be busting with happiness over the revelation of your loved one being at peace and so near. I really believe what you both experienced is real and only hope that when it is my dh's time he will come back and visit me. I feel that when this happens we are being rewarded for the love and committment we made on their behalf.
Please keep posting and sharing the beautiful stories. We need both them and you.