Signs and Dreams from our Children
Dreams and signs of our children. Do they really exist? Are dreams and signs a technique our deceased children use to contact us to let us know they are fine and indeed do live on?
I believe with my whole heart they do. I am very fortunate and blessed. Because of my Grief Support website, I am privileged to hear about numerous dreams and signs deceased children have shown their parents and grandparents. Although they vary in context, they all have the same theme of our deceased children communicating to us that they still exist and one day we will be with them once more. Just like grief has no timetable neither do signs or dreams.
Open to Signs from Your Children
They can come at any time, and we should always look and be open to the signs our children are trying to convey to us.
I had a very remarkable dream about my deceased daughter that I would like to reveal to you. The dream filled me with hope and a peace that passes all understanding. I feel it was a visitation dream. My daughter needed to get in touch with me.
I was by the seashore. The ocean brings me such tranquility. The dream centered on one of my favorite seashores, Cape May, New Jersey. I was standing right on the shoreline watching the tide draw closer. It was a brilliant luminous day. I looked towards the sky shielding my eyes from the sun with my hand. Then I observed many thousands of balloons of all different colors. The balloons were very distinctive as I watched them descend from the sky. I knew immediately that the balloons contained messages for people living here on earth from deceased love ones.
Receiving the Message
I instantaneously recognized I was there to receive a message from my daughter Keren. I even pulled some balloons from the sky, but knew intuitively that they were messages for other people so I let them go and fly gracefully back into the sky. Thousands of magnificent balloons of all different colors filled the picturesque sky.
Finally, a green balloon (my daughter’s favorite color) floated right down beside me. I was so excited and thrilled because I knew this balloon was from my deceased daughter. On the string of the balloon there was a note. I remember the words so vividly.
They read:
Mom don’t lose heart
I am still with you
I am living in a parallel universe next to yours
One day you will join me here and we will
all be together again
I love you
I then noticed two white handprints on the green balloon, just like children make in grade school, and knew without a doubt they were my daughter’s handprints. And I woke up completely aware that those were really my daughter’s handprints and her message sent to me via dream.
Message of Hope
It was my daughter breaking through the dimensions to give her mom a message of hope and love. I sensed it from the beginning of the dream. When I first cast my eyes to the heavens and received her message of hope and love, I realized she wanted me to comprehend that life does go on when our bodies die, and we will be with our loved ones again for eternity.
Love never ends. Thanks to my wonderful, superb daughter, I now truly believe.
Tags: grief, hope, signs and connections
Thank you so much for sharing this. I had a reading done and in it my Rachel, forever 15, and my David, forever 22, spoke of this parallel universe and how they are always with me. It was so comforting to hear. I, too have had dreams. My daughter, Rachel, comes to me in my dreams more than my son David. But, David had a daughter who is 6 years old now and she says that her daddy “talks to me at night when I am asleep”. Isn’t that wonderful? He is there comforting her instead of me and that brings me more comfort than if he came into my dreams. God bless you in your further writings and I look so forward to reading more. LaDonna Hembree
This was a beautiful message. Thank you so much for writing this. I have had wonderful dream visits from my son. His birthday is this Thursday, April 15th. I real needed to hear this story.
So sorry for your loss. My son’s birthday is coming up as well on May 6th and his passing is a week after on May 13th so I understand your pain. It’s 11 months as of tomorrow since he left me. I needed this story as well
Thank you so much for this article. It really sent chills down my sign when I got to the end, where Karen’s message stated she was in a paralell universe. You see, this came to my mind after I lost my son to a brain tumor. I prayed feverishly, that if it does exist, that my son is happy, healthy and loved and that should he “see” me again, that he recognizes me as the person I had been before he left me, or better. This for me, this is self-actualization or peace on earth. He also came to me in a dream. I have lost 40lbs since his dianosis and ultimately his death. In the dream, he was a young child, I was excited to see him, gave him a hug and tried to give him food. He looked at me and said, “I died, Mommie, don’t you remember?” and gave me the food. A sign he wanted ME to eat.
Thank you for your story. Enjoy your Blessings and your memories.
Beautiful story Louise. I too am a bereaved mother who has had signs from her son-I know he’s “got my back” as twice I had auto accidents since he’s left and both times-I was fine and in fact in one, where I was hit, the other guy’s car came out worse than mine did and he drove a larger, heavier car than mine.
I have not yet had a visitation, but he has sent me signs that I know in my heart are from him as no one else could have known the things I was told except by my son relaying the information.
Louise,
That was a beautiful dream & sign, thank you for sharing it. I have been so upset lately because I haven’t had any signs or dreams from my son Damien in a long time. It will be a year in May for his passing and I miss him so very much. He was my only child and I gave birth to him at 17. I thought for sure I’d have a million signs & dreams since we were so close. I have not dreamt of him in 5 months and it makes me really sad. I keep asking him to come see me, but, for some reason h won’t. Or maybe he can’t, I don’t know the rules on “the other side”
Funny thing about your story that totally makes me think, hmm could this be a sign for me too? My son’s favorite color was Green and after his funeral we let about a dozen Green Balloons go into the sky filled with Resses pieces, his favorite candy.
I am so sorry for your loss ((hugs))
Dear Louise,
I too am a bereaved mom. The night my daughter died, she came to kiss me goodbye. My Olivia had Long QT Syndrome, went into sudden cardiac arrest and was airlifted to the Childrens Hospital in Los Angeles. We live in Bakersfield, about 1 hour from Los Angeles. When we arrived at the hospital, my daughter had so many tubes in her body. My Olivia was not breathing on her own, she was on a breathing machine. For 10 days, all I could do was sit by her bed, comb her hair, talk to her and pray. Then the day came, we were told that Olivia had no brain activity. The painful decision was made to let our daughter go home, to Heaven.
The drive home was a nightmare. My entire body and soul was broken and in pain. When we arrived home, I walked into Olivia’s bedroom and just cried. How can this be? That night as I lay in bed, I heard a voice, it was my Olivia. She was saying “Mommy, give me a kiss”. I remember saying to her “Olivia, I can’t reach you”. Again, “Mommy give me a kiss”..this time I lifted my head off my pillow and kissed her goodbye. Louise, I know that this wasn’t a dream, as I couldn’t sleep. My daughter came to me that night.
Many dreams followed that first year of my grief. In my dreams, I see Olivia and we run to each other and hug tightly. I can feel her, smell her and talk to her. In my mind, as I am holding her, I know that she will not be able to stay with me. So I hold on to her as long as I can. She has come to me at different ages, as a toddler, preschool age, and the present, my beautiful 14 year old girl.
Louise, thank you for sharing your beautiful dreams, as this has allowed me to share mine. Our memories and dreams are gifts from our children. I do believe they are watching over us and come at a time when we need them the most.
God Bless you.
Corinne Ruiz,
Olivia and Manuel’s mom
Louise:
It has been almost 14 months since my son has left us, I still have never had a dream, sometimes I wonder if he is stuck in between.. I really wish for the dream to tell me he was ok, when my brother died I dreamed about him right before I had gotten married it was about 16 months later… Somedays is still harder then others and I wanted you to know how much I have been blessed to be able to read your writings as it still gives me hope… Thank you
My son Rick, who will be forever 23, would have been 29 today – April 12. A friend sent this message to me this morning and I feel blessed to have read it. It almost seems as though it is a message from my son that I should receive this and read today – his birthday. I also have had dreams and what I would call “visits” and one was so vivid and real that I wrote it down and refer to it many times as I facilitate The Compassionate Friends monthly support meetings.
Thank you so much for sharing. Happy Birthday, Rick!
Hello, my son Jonathan would have been 19 on 12th April, the same day that your son Rick would have been 29. He died as a passenger in a car on 27th December 2009 and it is so hard isn’t it to carry on without them, our lovely boys x
Thank you for sharing your dream, it brings me hope and comfort that my son Joshua is living in that same space and he is watching over me with love. I too look for signs from him and I think I have gotten them, I just am stuck wanting more, he died 10/7/07 from Leukemia at 29 and I am still having trouble letting him go completely. I have heard that when I let go he will come more freely as he can, I am trying, there is nothing more difficult for a mother than to let her child go; I know you know this too well.
Blessings,
Donna
Donna –
After reading your comment, I felt I had to respond. I mean no disrespect to whomever told you that you must let go completely before you might hear from your son. As a mother who has also lost a child – I lost my son 2 years and 10 months ago (like anyone’s counting, right?), I find it totally impossible to let it go. Now, the hope. My son has come to me through dreams and many other ways. I find that if I can quiet my mind – which can be a very difficult thing to do at times, I can hear him, feel him and experience the peace that he sends. I try not to feel offended when people talk to me about “getting over” it. It’s something I’m never going to get over. I try to realize that they’ve just never stood in the shoes I’m standing in…and I hope they never have to. I wish you peace, Donna…and with that peace, I hope your son brings you the message that you need. I’m sure it’s coming, I’m just not sure when it will get to you.
Peace & Love,
Sheri
Thank you for sharing! Only 3 months since my son died and I have had a couple visits from him, of corse not as many as I would like but am so thankful for what I recieved. The best one yet was just a week or so ago. My son hated the way he looked even though I thought he was so handsome, but most of all he was overweight and hated his hair. He came to me in a dream, and I didn’t even realize it till I woke up but in my dream he was with people I didn’t know they were all around him and seemed to adore him and he was so happy, he was telling me how happy he was, then I woke up and realized his hair was like a white persons hair,(he was mixed with myself white and his dad black)it was a little long like they wear it now and just seemed to flow, and he was thinner, perfect for his height. I felt so happy for him right at that momment and I know thats what he wanted me to feel.
Louise thank you thank you thank you….how did you know I needed you this morning?
I awoke an hour ago crying, filled with regrets, deep sadness and that overwhelming sense of loss…then I turned on my computer and there you were, with the most magnificent communication from Keren 🙂 It rassured me that Alex “IS” I have always thought he was somewhere here but in another frequency, or vibratory level…
a paralell universe, and the love really “never dies” -thank you Sandy Goodman.
Bless all our darling Angels and “Alex! can I have my balloon today please? I need you”
Love and Peace
Laura mother of Alex
Hi Louise, loved reading the article again- Kerens love for you is so strong and beautiful. I remember when I read it how much I cried and cried because I had not dreamed about my Christina in so long and wished to have her near. well, the past two weeks I have been having frequent dreams of her at my side as a child, not an adult…I can’t see her face yet I know she is with me.
I was a single parent for many years so as a child she went to work, laundry, everywhere and in my dreams she still is. It’s as if I have gotten my second chance to protect her and keep her from harm. I have always felt like a failure because I failed to protect her, even though she was now an adult I still felt like I had failed.
Thank you so much for sharing your love, your pain but most of all showing us how to live again.
Love, Enzinna
Thank you for writing about your dream and sharing it with us. I lost my son Nickolas to leukemia complications. He was twenty-six years old and it will be eight months on April 13th since he left us. I have not had any dreams or signs and I so wish I could receive one from him. I have been hoping and praying for him to come to me, but, so far, nothing. It seems when people speak of these signs they are so much more peaceful in their loss and grief. I hope I can find that place one day. I miss my son with all of my heart. After caring for him through fifteen months of cancer treatments and a bone marrow transplant, I am heartbroken and longing for him very badly. Your story gives me a glimmer of hope for the future. I am sorry for your loss Louise.
Hi Louise,
Thank you for sharing your dream with us. I truly hope this revelation brings you and your family comfort. I believe we do continue on after our time here and I know we will be reunited with those that have preceded us. We will see Keren again.
My son Dana passed on 10/2/09. Since then I have received empty text messages from his phone that the company said were unlikely to have been sent accidentally. I was very angry and upset one morning and as I was rushing out of the house to work, I looked down and found a token he had kept on his keyring. I put it on mine with two others after de died but this one came off and was lying face up for me to see, it reads: “Just for Today.” I knew immediately it was a message from Dana telling me to take it one day at a time. I have had 2 dreams, in one he was an adult, happy, smiling and just remember him saying “Mom.” The second was a few weeks ago and he was in his baby carrier, it was just sitting on a bench and I looked and said “Why is Dana all alone? Where is his father?” Then I ran to him and he was safe. Most days I think of him and the love just pours out of me, there are days when I hear “Dillon is also your child.” I am so overwhelmed by my loss that I forget that my younger son is my second gift from God. Each day brings a new strength to finish out my journey. Thank you, your story and mine are very similar Louise, I dont know if I ever told you that.Peace to both of us and our children.
When we were planning our son’s funeral…I was carrying his cell phone with me for some reason. While in the car his mp3 player began to play on it’s own. He had downloaded only one song on it…we loved the lyrics so much that we played it at his service. I believe in signs and messages. They warm our hearts and tell us what we need to believe. Our loved ones are safe and well and we will meet them again.
Louise,
What a wonderful dream experience you had. And you remembered so much detail. Sounds like more than just a dream.
Thanks for sharing!
Your friend in grief,
Sue
We lost our son in August of last year. Since then, his twin brother has had vivid, fun dreams from Alex almost weekly. Some dreams include family members and all have a message or theme: That Alex is good and he knows we love him. I also dreamt that Alex came to me for a hug; I could feel his warm embrace and had to reach up for it as he is taller than me. I understood his thoughts and love to me and I conveyed my love to him without speaking, then he was gone. His girlfriend has also had dream visits in which they spend the day together or are at her home doing what they enjoyed together. We haven’t discussed our dreams with anyone else, until….my sister shared a dream with a message: Alex said to “remember his face and he is different from his twin.” In the dream she was watching Alex and during a hug he gave her the message. (we were debating about using his picture in a public awarenss campaign to educate others on the danger of prescription drug abuse) I asked him to let us know somehow if we should use his image in the billboard and posters for the schools to advertise trainings professionals are giving in the schools. My sister felt compelled to tell me about her dream not knowing how much our dreams meant to us. Later her step daughter shared a dream from Alex with my sister and the message was, “Tell everyone I love them and I am fine”. Her step daughter didn’t know about any of our dreams. My point is this, if you are waiting for a dream or visit it may come from someone else. Don’t be afraid to record your dreams and share them with those that you know! I loved reading the article and comments, Lousie. Thank you so much! I believe my son is a strong spirit!!!
I am a childhood friend of Louise’s who recently again came in contact with her after many years. Louise, it is so nice to see that you have had such a clearly heartfelt touch from your dear daughter. As surprised as I was that you shared such an intimate experience with others, I can clearly see why you did, and how your experience can help provide support to others who have similarly lived through such a deep loss, and who need to know that they are not alone in recognizing revelations as real, after a child has passed. Bravo to you.
Thank you all for sharing your thought and comments.
Holding you all close to my heart…
My daughter was murdered in 2012 but due to the distance she kept from us, we didnt find out of her passing until 2014. It was and still is, the worst day of my life. In my heart, I had always longed for her to return to us and come home. So much left unsaid……undone. I carry so much guilt. A burden heavy with heartache and blame. I should have been there for her. I never stopped loving her, always praying the Lord keep her safe. She finally came to me in a dream but as her 12yr old self. She had an angelic glow in her smile. Didnt speak but when I awoke, I was filled with so much energy and happiness and joy and tears streaming downmy cheeks. Tears of joy! My baby. Oh how I miss her. I have so much to say. So much that I want her to know but something tells me, she already does.
My daughter was murdered in 2012 but because she had chosen to be distant from us due to her lifestyle and associates, we didnt find out of her passing until 2014. It was and is the worst day of my life. She was 34yrs old. My grief is stuck on anger because of how the case was handled…..or rather – what wasnt done that should have been. I carry tremendous guilt and blame for not having been there for her. So much left unsaid, undone,…..waiting for her to return to us and come home. I always prayed for her and never stopped loving her, still do and always will. She finally came to me in a dream last week. She was 12yrs old, and she had an angelic glow in her smile. Though she didnt speak, we held hands and hugged and I was finally able to tell her how glad and happy I was that she finally came home, for we were back home at my parents house where she and I were both raised. I awoke from this dream with tears streaming down my face and I was filled with excitement and happiness that my Reggie had come to me at last and she was finally home. I felt so much joy inside. But there was and is still a part of me that no longer feels whole. She left a huge void in my life and I just dont know how to move on without her. Though she kept distant from us…..she ALWAYS called me. Her phone calls may not have been as frequent as I would have liked, I knew she would always call me eventually. I miss her so very much and I can only pray the Lord give me strength to cope. Thank you for your article. It allowed me to see that I am not the only one to be visited and experience the love and joy their visit brings to our heart and soul.
My twin sons died 11 years ago in june. Last night i had a dream of one of them standing in the distance. He was 11 and so very handsome. Brown hair like dad and blue eyes like me. He said nothing but just made sure i knew he was there. ❤
First, I will say this. My condolences to all. No words will ever make you feel whole again but I understand.
I am so glad I researched this website, now I know I am not crazy!!!! I am a single mother of two boys and one girl. My daughter passed away June, 15 2016. I had a dream last night about my daughter and I’m not a dreamer. The last time I had a dream it was a dream/nightmare of her dying a month before she died. Here it is almost three months later and I dreamt of her.
I went to sleep last night and I can see and feel myself dreaming. All I can remember is at one point, I had people visiting and then they were gone. I got out of bed and walked into the living room where my daughter would normally sit when she came home late at night from working. In my dream, I walked over to the sofa and saw her sitting there. I said no way, this can’t be happening but I can smell her, feel. I returned to bed fighting my thoughts but then returned to the living room short time later. I walked up to my daughter and I called her name. She reached for my hand, I could actual feel her the softness. I could smell her, it was like I was standing there and she was alive. She turned her head to me and said, “mommy, I am hungry but I can’t eat.” I could feel in my dream my body was shaking and I was crying. Then all of a sudden there was a weird force that was pulling me away from her and I could feel my hand slipping away from hers. I woke up with my upper body feeling like I was being pulled and crying pulling to where my body was actually moving. When I realized I was actually crying from in the dream, I then began crying hysterically. Even in my awake state, I still felt her.
I don’t know what to make of it. I asked my ex-husband what he thought and said this. There are many things of darkness out there and they will play with a grieving moms emotions. So maybe she was trying to communicate but don’t count on that. Kind of wasn’t what I was expecting to hear.
I was hoping to get the view of someone else.
My 29 year old daughter died two weeks ago. Last night she came to me in a dream. She was standing on the horizon but it was not far away. She was surrounded by beautiful light and love. She was smiling but did not have to say anything. She wanted me to know she was ok. Love enveloped her. I knew this to be God. I woke up and it was such a beautiful moment. I have that to hold onto as I process this unbearable grief.
My 40 year old daughter passed two weeks ago. I dreamt last night that she came to me and told me that I could join her. She seemed so happy and content. I told her that I needed to stay here (on earth) for a while longer to take care of my grand baby and that I was not ready yet. I felt that I needed to relax and go with her or awake to stay here. Not sure what to make of it all but I miss her so very much.
I had a brief dream of my deceased daughter
She got in bed with bed with me and hugged me
Then I woke up
Not sure what to make of this
I had a dream about my deceased son he passed on 10/13/2017 I have longed to know he is doing ok so at about 5:25 a.m. on 12/30/ 17 I found myself standing in a place like a harbor filled with beautiful sculptures and statues in a fenced in area behind the harbor was a bank and on the bank were houses as I was standing there admiring the art of all the statues and sculptures I looked to my left of me and I saw my son he was wearing brown pants and a brown sweater he had on beige sneakers my son never wore much brown so
I spoke to him I said how are you he said I am ok I kissed him on his cheek I said are you eating he said yes I asked him what does he eat he said fruit a lot of fruit I said anything else he said yes wheat cereal and oatmeal I said I need a hug he took my hand and gave me a very big hug it was as real as a hug he ever gave me holding my hand was also very real I asked if he sees his nanny and poppy he said when I first got here yes but no so much now I said do you see Sherri that is one of my cousins he said yes she does service or surveys not to positive which then I said are you ok how is it there he said boring I was in awe he looked the same he sounded the same and he smelled the same I said I love you he said I have to go now bye goodnight and I said goodnight and he walked away but he was with someone I did not recognize as they walked away he just seem to slowly vanish I woke up crying feeling his strong arms hugging me feeling his hands holding mine I thanked God and Jesus for this time with him I will never forget his hug ever or his holding of my hand and his I miss my boy and God gave me a moment or two with him I needed to know he is ok and I know he is Praise God thank you Jesus
Hello my name is Sonia and i just lost my 22year old son in December he was shot out side our house in the morning while getting in his car to leave to work he was my only boy and my bestie he was a hard worker and i miss him so much how have u coped with the passing of your child…
I lost my son Ryan, only child and last of any family in 2012…I jave a grief group online that has amazing moms. We walk.together in this h
journey. But I’m not doing well asking ryan.aka mommas boy to come to me in dreams..is a just whenever they want to come????
It is very sad loosing someone that close to you, the same also with me my daughter was died last March 26, 2017 at the age 9 year old.
Recently, I saw her in my dream eating food and I asked her “What’s that BE?” She answered “This is the food you gave.” then I woke up. But I believe my daughter “BEBE” is in good hand, in heaven, to the God father. Thanks
Hello everyone, my name is Mary. I pray my visitation experience helps and blesses you all. Our son Daniel was in a automobile accident July of 2016. Daniel is forever 19. He was with two of his best friends and sadly, all three went home with the Lord. A month after his accident, as you can imagine, all I wanted was to be with my son. Our church pastor prayed a heartfelt, heaven shaking prayer asking God, as he put it, “please let this grieving mother see her son.” The next morning, it happened. I was standing in an area that looked like a mall and there were people going about their business. My son walked up to me wearing all white, the same clothes we laid his body to rest in. He was smiling and appeared angelic and wise. We both knew he had passed, but the love he was projecting towards me overcame and sadness I had. I couldn’t cry. I just smiled back at him. I said Daniel, he took my hand and said, “hello mom, let’s walk.” it wasn’t audible. He was talking in my mind. We began walking up some stairs. I got to ask him everything I wanted to ask him; are you in heaven (yes), are your friends with you (yes), are you with God (yes), did you suffer (No), are you happy (yes). The whole time he was just comforting me with his beautiful smile. I then sat on one of the steps and he knelt in front of me. I then said, “son, I have one more question.” It’s like he knew what I was going to say. He looked at me and said, “I know mom, I know you do.” I asked him why he left me alone, why did God take him from me. He just shook his head, again smiling with love and said, “Mom, remember this for me, you are never alone.” He then stood up and kept walking up the stairs. This is when I woke up still feeling the peace on my chest. I jumped off my bed to phone and tell my husband. As soon as I jumped off the bed, I started crying because I miss my baby. But I know he is okay and that we will see him again. There are many many signs and dreams I would like to share. But I wanted to start with this one.God Bless you all with comfort and peace.
This is very comforting to hear. I am not a religious person, but I hope God exists and that we continue to exist after death. My youngest son died in a car accident 3 months ago at the age of 23. I have not sensed him near me or his presence until last night. I had a dream I was standing outside and I looked up and saw him walking toward me, I recognized his form and walk but after awakening I realized I did not see his face and his body just seemed to be a white form no colors or specific clothes. When he came up to me I was so excited I yelled “your alive!” and hugged him and he hugged me back, I told him I was so sorry we thought he was dead because we had not seen him in so long and I showed him his obituary and then when I looked back at him he was gone….I started to cry in the dream because I knew he was still dead….once I woke up I remembered the dream very vividly and I thought although it was a confirmation that he was dead maybe he was letting me know he was alive somewhere else….
Tyler was my first son and though he was only with me for 6 weeks I missed hi terribly. He was born in 1994 and I too was certain I’d dream of him being with my mom after she passed but nothing… I suffered (&survived) the loss of my dad less than a yr later then my grandmother followed by my older brother and then my younger brother and threw all of these losses I still yearned for Ty. He would’ve been 24 on February 17th and I have often tried to picture him… He has 2 brothers one older one younger but I struggled to see my baby as a grown man. That all changed on Aug 24th … I had called asleep reading and the next thing I know my husband Matt is showing me his new tattoo with Tyler s name birth and death date it was beautiful but broke my heart. Out of nowhere I hear MOM GET OUT OF THE ROAD You’re standing in the middle of Main St.! I turned around I knew immediately who it was tho the voice wasn’t Cody or Seth. I eagerly replied “Ty”? He smiled from the side of the street and held out his arms inviting my hug. He hugged me back and kissed my forehead and said I love you Mom. I told him that I was so sorry and I loved and missed him. I told him that I could feel him with me at times and he said Talk to me then! I felt like I had to hurry so while we were walking into a shop I asked if he saw his brothers and sister and he said yes but wasn’t sure what he was thinking…I asked who and he told me then disappeared into a happy crowd. I had waited 24+ years for that life changing chat. My son knew me…loved me…was always with me but most of all he didn’t blame me. I can’t express how much it meant to me. I guess he had to wait until I was really ready and able to accept his forgiveness before coming to see me. I had carried the guilt of going home (3hrs from Hosp.) for the first time since his birth because he passed the next morning as I was on my way back. He died without me. He was completely stable and since I’d been alone for over a month (no husband no mom) I really wanted to go home just for a night… Instead I felt like the worst mother on earth because my baby died in the arms of a nurse. The shame all of those years was anguish. I was told over and over it was how God wanted it to spare me that trauma but I have never fully been able to believe it. Until Ty came to me in my sleep… I wrote all done as soon as I woke and am still deeply moved at the very vivid memory of my son’s visitation. I’m praying for all of you and I wish you the best.
Thank you for sharing that beautiful story…Tyler was my first son and though he was only with me for 6 weeks I missed hi terribly. He was born in 1994 and I too was certain I’d dream of him being with my mom after she passed but nothing… I suffered (&survived) the loss of my dad less than a yr later then my grandmother followed by my older brother and then my younger brother and threw all of these losses I still yearned for Ty. He would’ve been 24 on February 17th and I have often tried to picture him… He has 2 brothers one older one younger but I struggled to see my baby as a grown man. That all changed on Aug 24th … I had called asleep reading and the next thing I know my husband Matt is showing me his new tattoo with Tyler s name birth and death date it was beautiful but broke my heart. Out of nowhere I hear MOM GET OUT OF THE ROAD You’re standing in the middle of Main St.! I turned around I knew immediately who it was tho the voice wasn’t Cody or Seth. I eagerly replied “Ty”? He smiled from the side of the street and held out his arms inviting my hug. He hugged me back and kissed my forehead and said I love you Mom. I told him that I was so sorry and I loved and missed him. I told him that I could feel him with me at times and he said Talk to me then! I felt like I had to hurry so while we were walking into a shop I asked if he saw his brothers and sister and he said yes but wasn’t sure what he was thinking…I asked who and he told me then disappeared into a happy crowd. I had waited 24+ years for that life changing chat. My son knew me…loved me…was always with me but most of all he didn’t blame me. I can’t express how much it meant to me. I guess he had to wait until I was really ready and able to accept his forgiveness before coming to see me. I had carried the guilt of going home (3hrs from Hosp.) for the first time since his birth because he passed the next morning as I was on my way back. He died without me. He was completely stable and since I’d been alone for over a month (no husband no mom) I really wanted to go home just for a night… Instead I felt like the worst mother on earth because my baby died in the arms of a nurse. The shame all of those years was anguish. I was told over and over it was how God wanted it to spare me that trauma but I have never fully been able to believe it. Until Ty came to me in my sleep… I wrote all done as soon as I woke and am still deeply moved at the very vivid memory of my son’s visitation. I’m praying for all of you and I wish you the best.
Thank you for sharing that beautiful story…Tyler was my first son and though he was only with me for 6 weeks I missed him terribly. He was born in 1994 and I too was certain I’d dream of him being with my mom after she passed but nothing… I suffered (&survived) the loss of my dad less than a yr later then my grandmother followed by my older brother and then my younger brother and threw all of these losses I still yearned for Tyler. He would’ve been 24 on February 17th and I have often tried to picture him… He has 2 brothers one older one younger but I struggled to see my baby as a grown man. That all changed on Aug 24th … I had fallen asleep reading and the next thing I know my husband is showing me his new tattoo with Tyler s name birth and death date it was beautiful but broke my heart. Out of nowhere I hear “MOM GET OUT OF THE ROAD! You’re standing in the middle of Main St.!” I turned around I knew immediately who it was even tho the voice wasn’t either of my son’s.. I eagerly replied “Ty”? He smiled from the side of the street and held out his arms ,inviting my hug. He hugged me back and kissed my forehead and said ” I love you Mom.” I told him that I was so sorry and I loved and missed him. I told him that I could feel him with me at times and he said ” Talk to me then!” I felt like I had to hurry so while we were walking into a shop I asked if he could see his brothers and sister and he said yes but wasn’t sure what he was thinking…I asked who and he told me then disappeared into a crowd of happy young people…. I had waited 24+ years for that life changing chat. My son knew me…loved me…was always with me but most of all he didn’t blame me. I can’t express how much it meant to me. I guess he had to wait until I was really ready. Not to mention able to accept his forgiveness before coming to see me. I had carried the guilt of going home (3hrs from Hosp.) for the first time since his birth because he passed the next morning as I was on my way back. Before then I had never left him but n April 2nd he died without me. As I was planning my quick trip home he was completely stable and since I’d been alone for over a month (no husband no mom) I really wanted to go home just for a night… I ended up feeling like the worst mother on earth because my baby died in the arms of a nurse. The shame, all of those years, was anguish. I was told over and over it was how God wanted it to happen that way to spare me that trauma but I have never fully been able to believe it. Until Ty came to me in my sleep… I wrote it all down as soon as I woke and am still deeply moved at the very vivid memory of my son’s visitation. I’m praying for all of you and I wish you the best. Patience is definitely a virtue. God Bless!
I am so sorry for your loss Louise. We recently lost our 19 year old son this past January due to carelessness and recklessness. His so-called “friends” that were there did absolutely nothing for him as he lay dying in his chair, not even try to comfort him. I had a couple small dreams soon after his funeral, nothing I can recall though. My youngest sister had come up for the funeral with her family and stayed with us for a few days. She’s sensitive to spirits and she said our son had come to her in the middle of the night trying to communicate. He was jumping up and down and waving his arms, she thought he was just messing with her as he was always a jokester. The last few days I’ve been dreaming about our son. I had a short power nap at work the other night and he came to me, although I don’t remember much except that he was barefoot, but wearing the same clothes as he would have if he were still with us. I just woke up now and had a dream of him helping me work at the local auto parts store that I am employed at in the afternoons. I wish I could remember more, perhaps I will if he continues to come to me.
Thanks for sharing I’m still learning to cope and with reading these comments it helps alot. U lost my son not to long ago the morning of his first birthday to sids I was devastated and swore I wouldn’t have any other children. Then I found out i was pregnant and got totally nervous In fear of what happen to my son Aydreyan would happen again. I have had a few dreams of him within the time of his passing but they where spralled out. Since having my newest addition baby naythyn I have had dreams of Aydreyan every night. He wakes up and says to me “mommy wake up the baby make sure he’s okay” I instantly wake up and check on baby naythyn then can’t fall back to sleep. It scares me so much
On March 1 my daughter was shot 3 times one fatal to the head getting to the hospital i found out she was 16 weeks pregnant we kept her on life support for 54 days so the baby could be born at 24 weeks. He was born on April 21 i unhooked her on April 24.
She came to me in a dream telling me ro never forget her and i said I never could sissy and woke up crying.
Does this dream mean anything ypi think
Louise, thank you for sharing your beautiful and inspiring story. I too am grieving my son Joshua, who was also 23 when he passed away. It has been two years and I still cry most days. Last night both my daughter and I dreamt about Josh. Dreams don’t come too often and I still have a job remembering them fully. I seem to remember the latter part of the dream. I was in the car with my son and his friend called to say he was on his way. I said to his friend (who I either didn’t know or can’t remeber which friend) “I don’t know whether you know but Josh passed away, It’s a miracle that Josh is here”. The friend replied “yes, but he’s here now and that’s all that counts”. My daughter dreamt that the 3!of us were laying on her bed talking then she gave us a kiss because she was going to meet her friends. She also knew we were talking for a while but couldn’t remember what we were talking about. We both woke up feeling so happy because it really feels like we spent time with him.
My daughter had diabetes with complications as a child and I was not there for her. I was in and out of her life until she was an older adult. Our relationship started blooming about 2 years before her death. (She was killed instantly by a logging truck at the age of 33 in Dec. 2016). I have had 3 dreams of her but it always is about her younger days with diabetes (around 12 to 17 years old) . its like a constant reminder that i wasnt there when she needed me. Can someone interpretate this please?
My daughter passed away 3 weeks ago at age 17 from AML Leukemia it was one of the hardest day of my life i miss her so much! I have had several dreams of us hugging crying and of her smiling. She have also came to my son almost every night since than smiling hugging him talking to him. I really do believe. I can’t wait to be with my daughter again one day
I’m so sorry for your loss, I am in tears from reading your story. I lost my son 6 years ago at the age 15 I can’t stop thinking and dreaming of him. I had a baby girl 3 years ago and she looks just like him. So he is with us I know he is. But I miss him so much,
I just felt led to share my dream. My daughter passed away at 32 weeks in utero. She was stillborn January 10, 2015.
Growing up I was very close to my great grandma, she babysat me numerous summers until I was in middle school and she was no longer able to care for me. Towards the end of her life she spent many days at her daughters house (my grandmas).
This dream happened in October 2016, I can remember being at my grandmothers house, walking into her kitchen and seeing my great grandmother holding an infant in a pink blanket. I just knew that was a sign that both of them were okay. I pray for another dream like that as some days are harder than others.
We lost our 6 month old a couple months ago. He had never been home. He was scheduled to come home in a few weeks but his heart stopped. We don’t know why. Past couple weeks I have had dreams of him. It’s always the same. His little fingers and feet are blue tinted and he has a little spot of blue showing just under his nose. Seems to be a mixture of what we saw before we left the hospital and what he looked like in his casket. But each time he crawls up to me and cuddles in my arms. He giggles when I tickle him. The dream ends with him saying mommy I love you. He couldn’t talk before he passed so I don’t know why it always ends that way. I actually wake up happy because I was only able to hold him a few times in life. Most of the time I end up reaching for my phone to call the hospital. Which had been my normal while he was alive every few hours even during the night. It’s only then I realize it was a dream. I usually race back to fall asleep in hopes it will continue but it never does until another night when I’m not thinking about it. I miss him so much. He was so sweet and my rainbow baby. It’s still hard to believe he is gone.
I had a very disturbing dream . My grandson was given a lethal injection which was explained as the best to be done to cure his disease. He was discharged from the hospital even to die peacefully at home.In the dream he was crying asking from me if the death was not going to be painful.He was dying.
I was hurting too much.
In real life my grandson is healthy , a sportsman .
For valentine’s Day I bought my oldest daughter my Middle daughter and also my baby girl who passed in January all unicorn teddy bears… i placed it on my fireplace with her other things well today I went to the mall with a friend and we were Shopping and I look down and sure enough there was a unicorn teddy bear as we walk through the whole JCPenney‘s I did not seen one other they the one I found it still had a tag on it so I know it came from there even though that’s the only one I seen and to make it even more interesting it had Cleveland browns engraved on the side of it well that’s their dad favorite football team I look around like Bella is that you
Also one night I woke up to my middle daughter placing her hhands just like my Bella hands are placed in her pictures from the hospital before all of this happened I asked her to show mommy’s signs that she was around and little by little am getting signs … I even got a Tarot read and the. Psychic told me my baby said it not my fault and that’s she’s know I love her and she will be back as another baby girl that I would have
What if everyone around me has dreamt of my son, EXCEPT me
I just lost my son at 23 on May 2020. God bless you!
I dreamt there were lions running loose where I was staying . one was bit in a monkey. my grandkids were in this room. some people took control of the lions then my grandson said those people helped and mum was there helping (my daughter passed in April this year. I immediately thought my daughter was looking out for her children. then I saw my daughter myself and she seemed to be back and was alive. I was taking her to people and saying look I buried her and she is back. I told her I loved her and had my arm around her. then I woke up. this dream gave me some peace as I feel my daughter is watching over her children.x
I lost my older daughter on December 5, 2020. She was 25 yrs & 3 months to the day. She was born September 4, 1995. I dreamt of her coming into my room with a gift. She didn’t speak, she just walked in put the gift on my bed and walked out before I could say anything. I then dreamt I was talking to her. I was telling her that what she now had was the same thing that she died from and this time we knew. Of course this is a dream. I seemed to have gone back in time and was trying to save her this time. She just looked at me. No words. She seemed confused. To date we have not received a cause of death. The autopsy is still pending.
I had one more dream last night. A nightmare. This time she is standing with her younger sister, my only other child. They weren’t speaking. Just looking at me and I was asking my daughter who had died if her sister was happy. In the dream it seems my older daughter had come for her sister. I pray this is just a bad dream. I only had 2 children. Now I have 1.
My daughter Chassidy just passed away 1 month ago. She was 34 years old after a short and painful cancer diagnosis. I’m so distraught. I know she’s not in pain anymore but I miss her so much. I feel so lost. I have been searching the internet reading stories of families who have had some contact with their deceased family. I think I may have had some signs from her such as finding pennies and feathers all over my house, and her television turning off on its own. I feel that I hear her voice at times. I’m just not sure if they are really signs or if it’s my imagination . I thank you for sharing your story. It has given me hope.
I have a large family one if my cousins dreamt that our younger cousin passed away in the dream our aunt my younger cousins mum phoned &!was screaming that she had died three weeks later our beloved younger cousin went to bed & didn’t wake up that morning her mum phoned screaming that she had passed away! There’s more to it rip my angel
I miscarried then had a dream about my deceased grandmother coming to me in heaven with my win boys felt so real I remember every detail my grandma had black pajamas on with a maroon shirt and her hair in a pony tail smiling my sons had blue flannels and tan shorts blonde hair with red tint bright blue eyes my boys smiled at me and waved and my grandma said it’s ok I will look after them till they see u again one day
I dreamed that my son who passed at 22 years of age was laying on the ground face down in his, and my old high school. I went to him and called his name while shaking him lovingly. He got up. When I looked at him, I realized he looked about 15. I said to him, ” honey, you have to try to stay awake in school. He responded, saying, ” I know Mom, I am working on it. I will do better. Don’t worry.” We then hugged and kissed, and something woke me up, and that is how the dream ended.