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I am not sure what I believe. I do believe in Angels. I do believe that our love ones that have past on can somehow send messages to us. Maybe I am crazy but I have had several strange things happen to me since Dave died. Messages of hope and understanding from Dave. Sometimes they are in the form of a dream and sometimes it is just a simple sign that I asked for. On a couple of occasions I have thought I have seen him at places like the church. It is strange but I am not sure what I believe. As anyone else had similar occurences or am I just strange.
You aren't crazy. I think we all 'see' them in our own way. I don't see Isabella, but I feel her w/ me a lot. I sense her presence around. I believe my girls can see her... my 3 y/o has informed on several occasions that she has played with her.
Months after she died, I had this wonderful dream. It was one time only, I have not had such a dream since. In my dream, the event had occured and I had buried her... everything that had happened to that point had happened too in my dream. But in the dream, I came back to Maine to visit my family and in the living room there she was. There were words from the ppl around me something about having to teach me to be responsible or blah blah whatever I didn't care what they were saying, Isabella was in the living room and was estatic to see me. I ran to her...... in slow motion as dreams always go......... and I crouched down and just held her and kept looking at her and touching her hair (that she had just finally started to get!) and good grace I could smell her! I could smell her and feel her and here her and I was hysterical in my dream crying telling her I was so sorry and she would touch my face like I used to hers when she was sad or had fallen and she kept saying it is ok mommy I am ok I love you over and over....... I remember some one trying to wake me up, I guess I was crying for real, and I just remember not wanting to wake up... just wanting to stay there where she was alive again. I swear when I opened my eyes the scent of her was still on my hands. Sometimes even now when I tell this story I can almost smell her........
I can almost always sense her, especially when I am crying by myself or when I am missing her more than usual. To be honest, I don't care if I am imagining feeling her around me because I think it will make me feel better... let someone prove to me that is not possible. I take comfort in this and I don't care how real or unreal it might be.... we all have to have something like that to hang onto... we have to know they haven't completely left us behind.... that we loved them enough they are still by our sides in some way or another. We all need that somewhere inside ourselves no matter what religion you are or what you believe in, we all need that hope they are never really fully gone. Because that thought is unfathomable.
When Dave first died and the things that happen along with me and Laura seeing him in the bathroom at church I asked my Priest if it was possible that Dave could come back and forth from Heaven. My priest is really open mind and caring. This was his reply. Sometimes God will let his children know that their love ones are okay and he believes that sometimes they let their presence known in our world when we need the reassurance more than ever. He also told me when I asked where was God when I need him the most and how could this happen...He said God is there with you holding you. He also mourns for your loss and but know that your son is okay and is in God's hands. He always knew just what to say when I needed to hear something. So yes I believe our loves do come to let us know they are okay.
I've been getting feathers ever since Avery died.
Literally...the first one was in the bathroom of the delivery room I had been in for over six hours!!!
(My aunt found it!!!) My aunt has gotten a couple of feathers (usually left on the front seat of her car - with all windows rolled up!!!)
This explains the feathers in my siggie...they're Avery's little "hello"s.
Keep your mind open...those angels speak to us in all kinds of ways!!!!