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I'm not a big believer in the afterlife. To be honest, I've always felt that religion was a way to control the masses and prevent chaos by making folks fear the consequences of "sin".
I have to say though that certain experiences after the death of my sister made me feel that maybe I'm wrong. My sister died unexpectedly of liver failure due to alcoholism. No one realized how far her disease had progressed. After her passing, I went on a long-planned trip to a National Park. I felt that the trip might help me feel at peace in nature, but I also felt guilty being "on vacation" days after my sister's funeral. I had selected a song for her funeral that she had once requested, many years earlier, after seeing a movie that included a bagpipe playing Amazing Grace. She had a connection to that song, and said that if she died before me, I should make sure that it was played at her funeral, which of course I did. The day we arrived at the park we were having lunch at our campsite when another family started setting up camp next to us. They had a little girl, 4 or 5 years old, who was marching around their campsite waving a stick, and she started singing without words. "La-la, la la la...." I heard 5 notes and gasped. I looked at my husband as he gaped at me. She was "la-la-ing" Amazing Grace. In perfect tune. And she continued for a minute until she had completed the first 3-4 lines of the song. By this time, I was weeping into my hands, and I knew my sister was there. I mean what 5-year-old sings Amazing Grace??? The next morning, around sunrise, I was sleeping in my tent and had a dream. In my dream my younger brother was in a store with me and handed me a ringing phone (this was pre-cell phone days, so having a phone in a store would be really weird at that time). I said "Hello" into the phone and my sister answered me with "Good Morning!" I immediately woke, and realized it was my sister giving me a "wake-up call". Since that time, I've made very sure to monitor my drinking as I believe my sister wanted me to understand and not follow in her footsteps.
I do believe that most "psychics" are scam artists, but I think there may be some who might actually be able to connect with someone, even if that someone is really just them picking up on YOUR needs. Give it a shot if you want to. As long as you don't give them a lot of money of course! If it makes you feel more at peace, who can say it's wrong?
Today is the 11 month mark of my husband's passing from brain cancer, and I have been a wreck the entire day. I sat with him as he was dying, and he always loved the bagpipes, so even though I wasn't sure if he could hear them or not, I played Amazing Grace videos on YouTube and I could see his eyes moving under his eyelids and he squeezed my hand at one point, so I think he did hear them. I asked him today to give me a sign that he was still here with me, maybe a song or something with Amazing Grace in it, and I had just about given up and was ready to go to bed when I felt compelled to read this thread and saw your post.
Mattie, I'm so sorry. I really and truly believe that you have nothing to feel guilty about. He knows you would have been there and I truly believe that when we go, we let go of all the earthly concerns. I just really don't think that our loved ones have concerns about their deaths after the fact. Just my belief, of course. I don't claim to know anything for a fact. I just know that it's hard enough after we lose someone we love, and I'm sure your husband knew you loved him.
My husband died 3.5 months ago. I wasn't at the hospital when he passed, and I will regret that until I die. It had been a long day, and after sitting by his side for 12 hours I went home to rest. A few days before I was told he called for me all night until they gave him a sedative, that also upset me. Why didn't they call?
I'm seriously thinking about booking a session with a medium to try and make contact with him. I loved him, I miss him, but his death was not peaceful, he was alone, and that's what haunts me. Has anybody tried to contact a loved one through a medium? Am I crazy to do so?
Maybe you werent meant to be there. maybe he wanted to do it on his own.. you have nothing at all to regret.. Im not into the medium thing at all.. and Id let him rest.. you seem a lovely caring person.. try and get on with the precious life you have..
I am a firm believer that our loved ones come back to visit us in our dreams. After my mother died, she was in my dreams almost every night where I wanted to tell her to stop pestering me. So like her. She still comes to visit but not as frequent. My dad on the other hand never came to visit when he was alive. I don't recall him visiting in my dreams-maybe once or twice.
When we knew Hubby was going to leave us and we were saying our good-byes, I told him to visit me. After Hubby died, I was waiting and waiting. I asked him to visit me almost every night. It was several months but he finally came to visit. He doesn't come every night like my mother did but he does come every few weeks or so. I cherish those dreams.
It's been four months. I'm less haunted, but still overwhelmed by grief at times. I don't mind grieving, I feel it's the least I can do if that makes sense, but I'm also finding it hard to move forward dealing with so many responsibilities that have fallen on my shoulders. So, I procrastinate. My dr urged me to try an antidepressant, even for a short while, to see if it helped.
I appreciate everybody who shared their experiences with not being by the bedside of someone who died. In my heart I knew it was common for the departed to wait, my father died shortly after we all left his hospice room.
And MQ, Phoebesmom and VT Snowbird, thank you for opening up about your experiences with psychics. I haven't done anything about that yet, but it's still on my mind. I wish I had NYlier's and Catwoman's luck with signs, but there's been nothing. I haven't even had a dream about him. I'm hopeful someday he'll let me know he's ok.
It's been four months. I'm less haunted, but still overwhelmed by grief at times. I don't mind grieving, I feel it's the least I can do if that makes sense, but I'm also finding it hard to move forward dealing with so many responsibilities that have fallen on my shoulders. So, I procrastinate. My dr urged me to try an antidepressant, even for a short while, to see if it helped.
I appreciate everybody who shared their experiences with not being by the bedside of someone who died. In my heart I knew it was common for the departed to wait, my father died shortly after we all left his hospice room.
And MQ, Phoebesmom and VT Snowbird, thank you for opening up about your experiences with psychics. I haven't done anything about that yet, but it's still on my mind. I wish I had NYlier's and Catwoman's luck with signs, but there's been nothing. I haven't even had a dream about him. I'm hopeful someday he'll let me know he's ok.
Take or leave this as you choose, but about six months after my mother dies, I told my friend I wished I'd heard from her, but I hadn't even had a dream or anything. My friend told me that just before I go to sleep, I should say out loud, "I miss you Mom, and I'd like to hear from you and know that you're OK", and then go to sleep.
I did that. About an hour later, I awoke from vivid dream in which my mother, looking not as she did at 91 when she died but maybe the way she looked in her late forties or early fifties, was standing with me in her living room right in my face. She looked very annoyed, and she said something like, "You have to move on with your life, what are you bugging me for." Then she turned and walked up the stairs to the second floor and disappeared.
Guess you're OK, Ma.
A couple of years later, when I was caregiving for my now-deceased fiance, I had another dream of my mother. In this one, I was standing next to an open pay phone and it rang. I answered it, and the operator said, "You have a collect call from Charlotte, but you don't have to pay." Then I heard my mother's voice sounding like she was in the distance. She was laughing and she said, "I just wanted to say hi, but I haven't figured out yet how to use this system." Then I woke up.
A couple of days later, I went to a gem and crystal show, and they had some psychics. On a whim I decided to sit with one. She said a lot of things, but along the way, she said, "Oh, your mother has passed, hasn't she?" I said "yes, a couple of years ago", thinking good guess, lady, I have grey hair, and she said, "She's been trying to get in touch with you." I said, "yes, she called me the other night!"
The other strange thing this same psychic said was (and I had told her I was caring for the dying fiance) "Oh hey, did your boyfriend have a dog that died recently?" Yes, his 15-year-old dog had died in March, and this was October. She said, "He's waiting for him on the the other side, but right now, he's sitting next to you." Didn't see anything, but ya never know. I do like to think of the two of them reunited.
My husband died 3.5 months ago. I wasn't at the hospital when he passed, and I will regret that until I die. It had been a long day, and after sitting by his side for 12 hours I went home to rest. A few days before I was told he called for me all night until they gave him a sedative, that also upset me. Why didn't they call?
I'm seriously thinking about booking a session with a medium to try and make contact with him. I loved him, I miss him, but his death was not peaceful, he was alone, and that's what haunts me. Has anybody tried to contact a loved one through a medium? Am I crazy to do so?
I want to say, "don't let it bother you" but, it's easier said than done. Sometimes, there are things we just have to learn from and live with. As far as the metaphysical or afterlife, I believe there is alot of stuff we are unaware of. Therefore, it's almost impossible to say who or what is contacting us. It could be the person's spirit still hasn't left or it could all be a trick by either a higher power or the psychic or both. I use the term "trick" because I had an experience where I walked into a semi-public meeting room where actual living people had just given a seance and I saw their loved one's spirits walking around, as if at a party. The spirits looked at me funny and I looked at them the same way . After a few minutes of studying each other, the friendly spirits disappeared and a dark and cloudy form with sinister eyeballs appeared. It was an omnipotent evil force telling the living relatives what they wanted to hear. The living relatives were merely being manipulated. So my point is, what you think is a message from your loved ones, might not be from your loved ones.
My husband died 3.5 months ago. I wasn't at the hospital when he passed, and I will regret that until I die. It had been a long day, and after sitting by his side for 12 hours I went home to rest. A few days before I was told he called for me all night until they gave him a sedative, that also upset me. Why didn't they call?
I'm seriously thinking about booking a session with a medium to try and make contact with him. I loved him, I miss him, but his death was not peaceful, he was alone, and that's what haunts me. Has anybody tried to contact a loved one through a medium? Am I crazy to do so?
Mattie.. You could not predict when he would leave only God could.. This was Gods decision to make. So do not blame yourself.
Now look on the bright side- he is with God think of the life he is now living... oh I do believe there is a new life after our bodies die and I can tell you why...
As a teen I saw a Ghost in my Family Home in the Attic.Actually the Attic was my bedroom- it was all finished and nice - but one night I saw this man with a red baseball cap walking towards my bed.
I was in a bad place emotionally- my Dad was abusive and had hit me. I wanted to commit suicide and took aspirin.
I had rock music playing on my stereo by my bed- the only lights on where from the stereo system.
I was terrified= I knew it was a Ghost and I closed my eyes and kept saying go away - go away.
He sat on the edge of my bed.
Eventually I opened my eyes and he got up and walked away.
I threw up. I told my mother about him but did not say I tried taking my life. Then my neigh had told my Mom that a Young man that use to wear a red baseball cap that lived there hung himself in that attic years ago.
My Mom had seen a Man standing in our bathroom just staring at himself looking in the bathroom mirror. She was home alone- I do not know if it was the same man. Then he walked away and vanished into the blue.
Years later my father passed- my MOM was not there when my dad passed (he has emergency surgery) but they were mad at each other and had not been talking to one another.
A few months later she was lying in bed and she saw this blue light coming up the stairs and into the bedroom and saw my Dad in the blue light and he layed down by her. She said they talked.
She asked if he was okay- he said yes. She wanted to know how it was were he was and he said it was fine but they did not have beer and he loved beer.
3 years later just before my Mom died my dad came to see her- she had a stroke- she was cared for at my sisters house and bed ridden. She would be waving at him a talking to him.
So my sister would ask who she was talking to and she said You Dad he is sitting over there in the chair.
So I went and visited my Mom and she told me He would come and visit her and that she wold be dying soon and that he was getting the house ready and he also was planting his tomato plants in the garden.
It's been four months. I'm less haunted, but still overwhelmed by grief at times. I don't mind grieving, I feel it's the least I can do if that makes sense, but I'm also finding it hard to move forward dealing with so many responsibilities that have fallen on my shoulders. So, I procrastinate. My dr urged me to try an antidepressant, even for a short while, to see if it helped.
I appreciate everybody who shared their experiences with not being by the bedside of someone who died. In my heart I knew it was common for the departed to wait, my father died shortly after we all left his hospice room.
And MQ, Phoebesmom and VT Snowbird, thank you for opening up about your experiences with psychics. I haven't done anything about that yet, but it's still on my mind. I wish I had NYlier's and Catwoman's luck with signs, but there's been nothing. I haven't even had a dream about him. I'm hopeful someday he'll let me know he's ok.
I get that. It's been nine months and I still struggle with following through/focusing/wrapping up my mom's affairs. There's still an IRA I need to transfer to my name, which I haven't done yet. Haven't transferred my mom's car title under my name yet. Need to handle her taxes too. Just so much, since I also am dealing with work and my family as well. Daughter is graduating, so there's stress there too.
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and I looked at them the same way 