While we are mourning the loss of our friend,
others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil. – John Taylor
Years ago, I awoke from a dream that was so real that I called my parents to tell them. My Mom’s brother was like another father to me growing up. He was a special man in my life and I loved him very much. My dream was brief, but I saw him as clear as day in my dream and I heard his voice which I hadn’t heard in over 20 years. I knew the voice immediately and recognized him in my dream as well as he looked ‘fit as a fiddle’ and happy. I spent many weeks visiting him in South Carolina as a child and he always made a big deal of my visits. When I told my parents about my vivid dream, my Dad told me that it was my Uncle’s birthday (which I didn’t know). I felt very blessed that he had come to visit me and I was smiling all day thinking of him.
Truth be told, I thought it was a strange coincidence, but went on with my life, never thinking another thing about it.
Then a few nights ago, I awoke in the middle of the night, startled from a dream that was so real that it took me a few minutes to shake the cobwebs from my brain and realize that I was in my own home, in my bedroom and it was 3am. In my very vivid, realistic dream, I was talking with my Dad and my Aunt Gloria. We were in a house which I know I’ve visited before in my dreams and we were in the kitchen, talking and laughing. It felt so good to see the two of them looking healthy and happy. They looked as I remembered them 20 years ago and not as I had last seen them which had been at their recent deaths. I remember that there were others milling around, but the three of us were talking in the kitchen of the home and we were teasing my Dad and laughing heartily over something funny.
My Dad passed away 6 weeks ago and Aunt Gloria passed away 6 months ago, but they were great friends and I can easily see the 2 of them whooping it up in Heaven together. In fact, the more I’ve thought about my recent dream, the more I suspect that perhaps I did really visit with the 2 of them for the duration of my brief dream. Now I just wish I could remember what we had been talking about as it was very funny. Surely they shared a dilly of a joke or story with me because I remember feeling so lighthearted when I awoke.
Whatever happened that night, I know that it was a confirmation to me that they are doing well on the ‘other side of the veil’ and I am happy to see it. I am just so grateful that the two of them found each other and deigned to visit me. What a beautiful memory to enjoy for days to come!
Has this ever happened to you? Am I the only one? Have you ever gotten a visit from someone who’s passed? I’ve never told anyone but my family about these dreams so I’m interested in knowing if I’m just delusional or if you’ve had similar experiences? If you would, please let me know…
Happy August 1st to you!