I realize sometimes we will see something that could either be a coincidence or something very real. A few months after my Mom had passed, I was in my bed in my own house watching TV late at night.... my gosh, there was my Mom leaving the bedroom, disappearing through the door. This was just a split second. She was wearing her bathrobe. I didn't see her face, but I knew it was her. So strange as I wasn't even thinking about her.
My dad died when I was a teen - on the first anniversary of his death my mom was out of town with her siblings - at night I heard footsteps from the living room down the hallway and felt his presence stand in my doorway as parents do to check on their kids in bed
FF, I think you were thinking about her. I think your thoughts are exactly what you saw. It came as a jolt because you weren't aware that you were thinking about her, but she's such a constant presence in your mind that you don't need to be.
Which I think is a comfort, that our loved ones are that deeply embedded in us.
I still expect to hear my Dad when I pick up the phone, on occasion.
One night shortly after Hubs and I had been having these types of conversations I had a dream about my Mom. She was laying next to me in bed. I had been praying a lot "God, let me have one last hug from my Mom" In my dream, my Mom said to me "Stop praying for one last hug............you may get it but it would not be me. Not everyone who has passed is nice" I took that as confirmation of what I already believe.
I hope to see her in heaven again one day. I will just have to be patient for that.
In agreement.
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I have been wondering if it is because of the trauma I experienced and that I no longer believe, so i wont see.
While my cat Katie was housed in the Animal ER, I noticed at home a certain unusual odor over by where I have my late Dad's bookcase filled with some of his books and knick knacks. My sig other and our male cat didn't notice the odor, but the other female cat did,... she even stood up to look into the bookcase. And would eye the bookcase every time she went by. This went on and off for two days. I know this sounds weird, I was wondering if my late Dad [who passed in Sept] was trying to tell me that it's ok, he will take care of Katie when and if she joins him.
As soon as I'd shut the front door behind us, Cindy started howling her head off. She'd never, ever howled before - we're talking wolves by moonlight style - but something set her off. An absence? A presence? No idea. It was just awful.
Then one day Grandmother's dog, out of the blue started to howl. Family members couldn't console the dog, the dog was frantic. Then the phone rang, a family member at the hospital said that Grandma had died. It was amazing how that dog knew.
In those 5 long months, she would speak to him constantly, and I believed her, that she was directly in communications with him. She would say she recieved a buzzing in her ear, 1 buzz for yes, 2 buzzes for no.
This went on, seeing her murmuring to him all the time. We also chatted about me wanting her to show us some sign that she was alright and with him once she passed, and she said she would. I later found out that all 6 of us kids, had all had simular conversation, Lol!
The morning she passed, all six of us were with her, all had our hands on her, it was nice, very sad of course, but comforting.
Once all the immediate post death details were completed, signing forms, and the transporting of her body to the funeral home, all 6 of us agreed, that we would take the rest of this day to grieve, to rest up, and begin her funeral plans the next day.
The 4 of us girls, decided to take all of our Mom's flowers and plants to our Dad's graveside, and once we had them arranged on his headstone, we were amazed by this most Beautiful cloud formation. It appeared up on the cemetary hillside, with 2 huge surfboard shaped clouds, one leaning into the other, and pretty sun rays filtering down from the sky, Spectacular! We all got the goosies, and were all in tears. No verbal communication between us was nessesary.
Now if this wasn't their way of telling us that they were All right, Together, and headed for Heaven, then I don't know what! It was an incredible experience!
I've had Crazy Vivid dreams, once of funeral for my Dad (but Nothing like the one we did have), where the "men" were rolling my Dad's casket towards this great big open aired church, and the top of Dad's casket popped open, and Dad, NAKED, sat up struggling to get out, and wanting water to drink! I helped him out, got him covered up and over to a bench, and got him water, then the men wanted him to get back in the casket, and Me arguing with them that he wasn't dead, "he's not dead"! It was then that I woke up startled, very upset and told my husband all about it, and I've never forgotten all the details of that particular dream. Very weird and strange!
My grandmother swore her last husband (she had 3 over the course of her lifetime) visited her at night, very frequently after he died. He would sit on her bed and just "be there" - no conversation or anything. It was comforting for her.
When my father died, I wasn't sure I wanted to receive any "signs" that he was around, due to the wreck he made of our lives. I didn't get anything from him at all after he died - he was just gone.
When Mom died a year ago, I looked and looked for signs that she was watching over me. I didn't see anything for a while - then one day I realized that I had been seeing blue dragonflies since her passing - something I rarely saw before. Now I was seeing them everywhere I went. If I was near water (Mom's favorite place to be), there would be a dragonfly either hovering near me, sitting on my vehicle or IN my vehicle with me - and it would always be blue (her favorite color). It has happened repeatedly this summer. We just returned from taking Mom's ashes "home" and placing them where she wanted them. I thought since we were near water, I would see a blue dragonfly, signifying she was there with us, but I didn't. We left and continued on up farther to some of her favorite places, one of which was a waterfall. There was a HUGE blue dragonfly, hovering over and around the falls, flying right up to us and then away again, back to the waterfall, back to us.....I'm sure it was Mom letting us know she was ok and was happy with us for following her wishes (despite the church saying we couldn't put her ashes where we did - they didn't "approve" of it), and that she is ok where she is now. We spent the rest of the weekend doing things that she loved - picking rocks on the lakeshore, looking for "pretties" to take home; picking wild blueberries; hiking to her favorite waterfall where she and Dad spent a lot of time as a young couple; and just spending time together as a family.
I've mixed feelings about visitations/signs from loved ones who passed. I guess it's my religious upbringing, but I have had several dreams that have made me think. Shortly after my Mom died I had one where she, my late Father and late brother were all together. What made it an unusual dream for me was my Dad died when I was four and up to that point, I had never ever dreamt of him. I felt like it was a sign, telling me they were all with each other.
I have also heard that seeing feathers is a sign and since my Mom died I am always seeing feathers on my path. So who knows............
Plus late the day before there was that unusual smell once again at my Dad's old bookcase where I have what is left of his books and knick knacks. Thus, it probably was Dad's hand trying to help me with the drapes.
I will have to see if there is a pattern.
I wish I had these experiences. I was writing to some friends that I wanted a sign from my dad. While typing out these emails, I get a text from an unknown number with "I love you." I have never received a spam text like this before. Part of me thought is this a sign from my dad? Or just a coincidence? I know others have found coins and feathers, but I don't think I have personally felt my dad's presence.
I pulled the bookcase away from the wall, to see if a mouse was hiding back there, nope. This afternoon I will take everything out of the bookcase and give the bookcase a really good cleaning. I know wood, even painted wood, plus books can adsorb odors, but you'd think those odors would be constant, not just every now and then.
Dad always had a great sense of humor, so maybe he is joking with me :)
I would love for something like that to happen to me, just so I knew that my Mom was around me but I think sometimes when you are looking for signs you won't find them. I do see feathers everywhere I go now but maybe I am just noticing them more now, who knows.
I have had that mantel clock now for over a year and never winded it up as I didn't want the chimes to scare the cats. Plus Dad didn't have the clock winded while he lived in senior living.
It was no special day, no anniversary or anyone's birthday. And I had rummaged around that book case on and off during the year, so if there was a chime left in the clock it would have rung long before now.
Maybe my late Dad was telling me that he had met up with my late cat Sara who had passed the day before.