Dream a Little Dream Part II
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What a lovely thread, even if it is a bit sad. My heart goes out to everyone who loses someone beloved. When I was a teenager I lost a good friend. He had the uncanny knack of always showing up when I needed someone to lean on. Later, during a horrible marriage, I would dream of Jimmie. It was terrible knowing he would never comfort me again until I realized he WAS comforting me - it was the only way he could, in my dreams. After that those dreams were welcomed. About a year after my father died, I was working in my garden. I stood up and saw a yellow butterfly lazily winging right towards my face. I stood still, waiting to see what would happen. When the butterfly got to within 6 inches of my face, it made a turn and flew around my head. As I turned to follow it, my father's face appeared before me. He was so palpably real that I stopped and shouted aloud, "Hello, Daddy!" A huge smile spread across his face, he nodded at me, and then the vision faded away. I was positively skipping the rest of the day and always feel so uplifted - and loved - whenever I think about that moment. We need only wait, be ready, and look for them. They will stop by to say hello.
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About three weeks after my first husband died ( after a two year bout with colon cancer), I was lying in bed after putting my children to bed, and I was feeling very sad. I still don't know whether it was real or a dream, but he appeared at the foot of the bed, dressed as he often was for work- in slacks and a long sleeved white shirt. He didn't say anything, but he gave me a long gentle hug, and I felt so comforted.
I kept one of his white shirts for a long time, and when I wanted to feel close to him, I would get his shirt out of the closet and be comforted by the feel of it.
I kept one of his white shirts for a long time, and when I wanted to feel close to him, I would get his shirt out of the closet and be comforted by the feel of it.
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This is amazing and I'm reading the thread with tears in my eyes. Several years ago, my mom visited me in a dream about 3 weeks after she died. I was 34 years old and the oldest woman in my family! All the grandparents, parents, and aunts were gone and I was feeling very alone. Her visit let me know that she would always be with me - I just needed to watch for her. Five months later, my mother-in-law died, too. She visited my husband in a dream where he was in the backseat of a car, and she was driving. It was funny because she had never driven before. She turned around to him and just smiled.
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Calamari -I lost my mother after a long illness years ago, but the loss always feels sudden. She had travelled extensively before she was married and before she started her family, and I always tried to arrange a little trip for the 2 of us, but we never got the chance. I understand even share your wish - how about repeating it as a mantra before you drift off to sleep. The mind is highly suggestible, after all. It's lovely that you got the chance to go.
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I don't want to seem like a wet blanket but I felt I should remind some of you newbies before you share intimate moments that these threads come up in google and other searches.
I was googling the other day and lo and behold up comes my own post from here on Fodors!
I have had lovely moments with departed relatives too, it is very comforting.
I was googling the other day and lo and behold up comes my own post from here on Fodors!
I have had lovely moments with departed relatives too, it is very comforting.