[purplelady]

ok here it goes
see i have been thinking about this since i lost the twins. and it is going to come across as weird and out there. please dont think i am crazy. i talked to my family about it and they only person that didnt look at me like i had two heads was my mom .
so when i was about 5 weeks or so i started catching glimpses of a man in black out of the corner of my eye. i saw him everywhere.....home, work, the grocery store. i never got to see his face though. and ways right before i went in to the er and found out i was having a m/c, i stopped seeing him and havent seen him since. and i really think he was there waiting for them . and i think on some level i knew what he was there for, because he didnt give me a bad vibe or anything i just didnt like him and knew that he was a bad omen of sorts. does that make sense?

so anyway do you think we are met on the other side by someone or something, that is there to helps us to our next destination whether it be rebirth or the next level?

[Shadeauxe]

I don't really have any theories. I don't know why. I usually like to analyze everything, but this is one of the things that I don't really think about very much, not at a detailed level anyway. I like hearing people's ideas though.

Obviously, many religions have this kind of theme. Even the ancient Romans had Charon. Although, I'd like to believe that whatever happens to us after we die is better than the Underworld of mythology. That always seemed so bleak to me.

[purplelady]

until recently i hadnt put much thought into it either. but i remember a few years ago my mother told me about a girl she worked with. her grandpa was getting up there in years and was becoming slightly delusional. well he started talking about how he kept seeing all these ppl on his lawn and about how a carriage would come by and pick some of them up and take them away. a month or so later the man passed away. i have always wondered what it was that he was seeing.

[Cait&AngelAbove]

I think that we could see things like that.

[TnPhotoMama81]

I think it is very possible.

[MeganMomof5]

I don't think your crazy...reminds me of a line in a song about a stillborn baby that I like.

[.:Shortcake:.]

Okay your crazy


Just kidding I totally think it's possible and I see it as a sign.

[Lex&angels]

The day my first probably started declining I lost my metro card and my first thought was "could I be losing the baby too?" even though I had no reason to believe that.

[purplelady]

Originally Posted by Lex&angels

The day my first probably started declining I lost my metro card and my first thought was "could I be losing the baby too?" even though I had no reason to believe that.

its weird how we can kind of sense things isnt it?
i told my mother that hubby wouldnt be getting the big V until after the baby got here just in case. sometimes i feel like i jinxed myself . but i remember thinking many times how would i handle it if i lost this pregnancy and i dont ever remember thinking like that with my other children.

[MeganMomof5]

I used to tell my husband that about getting a V done, only AFTER we had a baby...I did that actually years ago when I was pregnant with my son, thinking he was our last...Obviously he never had it done.

Also, when I lost Ella, I had all sorts of strange things happen...It gave me just an off feeling...Then when I went to my OB appointment only to find out she didn't have a heartbeat the first thing I did was sit up and say something like "I knew it"...I just had this deep feeling that she was gone, and I also remember her last movements, and I think that's when she died...I remember sitting on the floor, stopping what I was doing, and putting my hands over my stomach, and sat still just to feel her move...It was a moment i'll never forget...I never felt her move again after that ...If only I had known at the time.

[luvmykids623]

I think it's totally possible. When my Grandma started declining health-wise my mom, aunt, and uncles all took shifts so that someone was always with her. My grandfather passed away when my mom was 6. On more than one occasion in the last month of her life my grandma started talking to my grandfather and staring at a spot in the room as if he was really there. My mom fell asleep in the chair near her bed a week before she passed and my Grandma woke her up calling her "Johnnybush" (what she used to call my grandfather) and asked when they were going on their trip. Definitely possible.

[purplelady]

Originally Posted by luvmykids623

I think it's totally possible. When my Grandma started declining health-wise my mom, aunt, and uncles all took shifts so that someone was always with her. My grandfather passed away when my mom was 6. On more than one occasion in the last month of her life my grandma started talking to my grandfather and staring at a spot in the room as if he was really there. My mom fell asleep in the chair near her bed a week before she passed and my Grandma woke her up calling her "Johnnybush" (what she used to call my grandfather) and asked when they were going on their trip. Definitely possible.

oh man i totally just got the chills reading this.

megan - that must have been so hard for you, knowing, yet not knowing for sure.

[AZsnowflake]

I think it's possible too. My son is two and the other day he was sitting eating lunch at the table and I was emptying the dishwasher and he started talking, like full on conversation with the empty chair across from him "Blueberries, do you want blueberries?... My blueberries.... All gone blueberries." I said "who are you talking to?" He looked straight at me with a that-is-a-ridiculous-question type look on his face, pointed at the empty chair and said "the baby!" like, duh mom! I swear he can see the baby we lost, DH thinks I'm crazy but ever since having the miscarriage he points at the crib that was his and was going to be the new baby's and says "baby go night night" "baby asleep" and then he did that....I swear he can see her. When I was pregnant he never talked about the baby, he's too little to really understand!

[shanise.robertson]

Well since i am a medium and clairvoyant you know im going to say of course I believe in it. I also believe in children being able to see because they dont know they arent suppose to see these things they are innocent so many things are showed to them. there is this guy that walks around here and every since my son was born everytime this guy would come around my son would freeze get quite and not move a muscle until the guy left. that is because he is sensing the bad energy about the guy. Its just one of those things. and a mother knows period a mothers intuition is very strong. i knew i was pregnant with my son before any test ever told me i was.

And megan omg that is so sad im so sorry hun.

[NutMeg76]

My grandfather was transported from his nursing home to the hospital by ambulance. By the time my parents and grandmother got to the ER he had already died. After a while the nurse asked my grandmother where the priest was. My mom and grandma both looked at her like she was nuts. The nurse told them that a priest got off the ambulance with him and was there for a little while. She thought it was weird that he had left before consoling the family, but they figured he had to go somewhere else or something.

A few days later the family priest called the house to give his condolences and my grandmother thanked him for being there when my grandfather passed. Only to find out that there had been NO priest in the hospital at ALL at that time. My brother, who was about 3-4 at the time, looked at us all with such surety and said, "It was an angle, duh"

We think he was right. I mean, unless there was another person that needed Last Rites immediately, a priest would NEVER leave before the family of a deceased person arrived at the hospital.

[StaceygirlPa]

I totally believe that. If this gets long I am sorry. I have had couple experiences with something like this. One that really stands out in my mind. My mom had a real bad stomach bleed from a catheterization. She was flown to a hospital where there were alot of nurses and doctors working on her. One nurse came out and asked me who Loretta was. I told the nurse that Loretta was my mom's sister who passed away in 1988. The nurse just looked at me like I was crazy. Even though my mom was out of it she was holding a conversation with Loretta. When ever my mom got real bad Loretta always seemed to show up. On the night my mom passed away I knew she was going to pass away even though I kept on arguing with Loretta to send her back. I kept seeing Loretta and my mom playing by a creck that used to be by their childhood home. I know when my mom passed away Loretta was waiting there for her to help her and to guide her. Every since my mom passed away I am always seeing Hawks. I think my mom is sending Hawks to me let me know that she is ok and she isn't suffering anymore.

The night my grandfather passed away before my cousin (she is a Doctor and was staying up with my grandfather that night) came to tell us he passed away I saw him walk the down the hallway. He stoped and looked in the room I was sleeping in. He told me he will always love me.

Megan that must have been so hard on you.

[ashj_1218]

I very much believe in things like this. We are never alone in death or even in a moment of suffering, no matter how alone I think we feel.

Now, I am not religious (as already established), but I believe in the spirit world and can tell you from experience that there are "mediums" to help us between this life and another one.

STORY ALERT!

As some of you know, I was anorexic for a long time in my teens and early-twenties. It got bad enough that my organs and heart stopped functioning and the hospital had to shock my heart back. Thankfully I was already there (by a blessing I can tell you, we got there two hours before my heart stopped, my dad forced me to go). BUT, the part that is weird is I remember the ER nurse very, very vividly. She was young (late 20-early 30) and a pretty blonde. She talked to me the whole I was I was in the ER (a solid 24-hours). She had two dogs at home and we talked about animals (I was an doxie lover then too). We talked about what I wanted to do with my life and if I was excited to be graduating a couple weeks (a ceremony I never made it to). I can tell you our conversation almost word-for-word. She was very good at explaining everything that was happening to me. And she was answering questions about what would happen if I died and how it would not hurt at all (this did not seem weird at the time). Her name was Kyle, which I thought was funny because it was a boy name. She gave me a little stuffed dog that she said was hers and she wanted me to have it, since it was a dachshund and I liked them so much. I still have the toy.

Come to find out, my nurse in the ER was a middle-age male who shouted orders at my parents (out of helplessness I am sure). He apparently had a horrible bedside manner and never left the room until I was stable and in ICU. There were other people who came in and out, but none stayed, they had their function. My mom and dad were sitting on chairs outside my room and never saw a blonde nurse at all, much less a young one. When I was coherent (several days later), I asked about seeing Kyle. The ICU nurses looked at me like I was crazy and said they don't know a Kyle. I tried explaining that she was a nurse in the ER who treated me and I wanted to let her know that she really helped me out. I showed them the dachshund and they said I had it when I came to the ICU and they thought I must have brought it from home and forgot I did (I never had that stuffed animal before). There was no nurse named Kyle, in female form anyway, in the whole hospital. I still dream about Kyle. And one time saw her on the street...she winked at me...and walked away. I KNOW she was my guardian angel. No doubt in my mind. She is not anyone I have known before, but I know her now and would not be afraid of dying if she was around with me. I hope my angels had someone like that for them, even though they might not understand yet (although I think they did), I hope they had someone help them not feel scared and to give them a stuffed animal.

NOW, it is my turn to ask no one to think I am crazy I guess I don't care anyway. But it does make me sound like a bit of nutcase!

[Shadeauxe]

Originally Posted by ashj_1218

STORY ALERT!

This made me laugh out loud. I am so used to "spoiler alert" and then when I processed what it really was, I imagined it to be more like The Holy Grail where the guy wants to sing and the dad is always saying "Stop that! Stop that! No singing!". Great story. I definitely don't think you're nuts.

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I don't have any stories about people passing and knowing that someone was waiting for them, because, thankfully, I haven't been around many people who have died. I do have a few stories about spirits visiting after they have passed.

After my mother's father died, my mother was at my grandmother's house with two of my aunts and two of my cousins. They were watching TV and when the commercials came on, they muted. My grandfather always muted the commercials because he hated listening to them. Everyone assumed that someone else had hit the button on the remote, so they turned the volume back on and put the remote on the mantle over the fireplace. When the next commercial came on, it muted again. They all kind of stared at each other in silence. My cousin, who was maybe 6 at the time, said, "Big Daddy, can you please turn the sound back on." and it instantly came back on.

My mother got a plant after his funeral that someone had brought as a present (I don't know what you call gifts that people bring to funerals/wakes). My mother is notorious for killing every plant she's ever owned. The plant survived and bloomed one flower on the one year anniversary of his death. The plant is still alive despite almost never being watered. It's very weird and it's not a cactus.

My grandmother (mom's step mother) was a very bitter and unhappy person, so she was mad when my grandfather died and blamed him for a lot of things. I am not sure they were very happy together. After my grandmother died, she was to be buried next to my grandfather (who wasn't actually in the ground anymore because my uncle dug up his ashes to keep him from having to spend his eternal life with my grandmother, which is another whole story, and no one knew he was missing except my mom and uncle) in Chapel Hill, NC. There were some kids off in the distance talking to each other and they were impossible to hear. When the funeral started, it was like someone turned up the volume on that group of kids. They weren't shouting, but it sounded like they were all of a sudden. The noise instantly dropped when the service ended. We think this was my grandfather's doing. It was amusing.

Back at the house in VA for the wake, there was a huge hail storm at the house and we're pretty sure that was her being pissed off about her funeral being interrupted.

My family is quite dysfunctional.

[purplelady]

Originally Posted by Shadeauxe

(who wasn't actually in the ground anymore because my uncle dug up his ashes to keep him from having to spend his eternal life with my grandmother, which is another whole story, and no one knew he was missing except my mom and uncle)

LOL that is great!!!!!



my father in law was shot down by our city police. we believe he had a diabetic induced seizure, or something similar, at home and when he came to he was having hallucinations. these hallucinations brought on his death after a 3 hour stand off with the police (this is a long sad story, but thats pretty much the jist of it). anyways after he passed away my middle child developed this major fear of our living room windows at night. she never liked him much and always cried when he would talk to her . on more than one occasion she got hysterical and would point at the front door or window and cry "scary man" (she was around 2 at the time). i am positive it was him coming to look in on us and she just happened to see him there. it went on for months, until i finally asked him to stop because she was so scared of him, and that if he needed to come check up on hubby then he could wait till she went to bed. it hasnt happened since then.

about a week after i lost the twins my father called upstairs to see if my kids where up there with us. we were all watching a movie together so all of my kids where there and had been for a while. i guess while he was watching tv himself he had heard a couple of kids laughing and playing in the downstairs hallway. but when he went to check no kids could be found (because they were all upstairs lol) i told him maybe it was the twins .

we have a lot of activity in our home. my father often tells me that my "little friend" is acting up . what ever it is it likes to stomp across my living room floor (which happens to be over my parents family room, where my fathers computer desk is) after he puts the dog out for me. so he knows for sure no one is up there. a few times he said he has gone running up there to make sure because of all the bumping and thumping that goes on after the dog has been tied up outside (we got robbed back in march, so he is a little paranoid about it happening to me again lol). he told me one time that it was so loud that he was sure my appt was being robbed again, so he got his gun and ran up there only to find an empty house (empty as in no one there, not robbed again lol) lol.

sorry so long guys , but this is a subject that i can talk forever about.

[AZsnowflake]

I love reading all these