A Dying Mother's Voice, Story!
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My 43 year old Dad was at the VA blinded by diabetes and riddled with cancer, I was in the Navy and was transferred to be closer to him. After spending 3 weeks at his side whenever possible he convinced me to take a couple of nights off to spend with friends, assuring me he would be fine. The first night away I awoke to goosebumps from head to toe, my right leg elevated and my Fathers voice in my head saying he was no longer in pain and could see again and that he loved me. Such a beautiful and profound experience. It was no surprise when the call came from the hospital 30 minutes later telling me that my Dad had passed, I told them I already knew. I have zero fear of dying.
Thank you for sharing your story. I am progressively losing my eyesight due to diabetes. Even before that my eyesight wasn't the best. The one thing I look forward to when I die is that I'll be able to see you again just like your father.
That should have read I'll be able to see again.
There is life after death. I'm more convinced than ever. My 86 yr old grandma was in a nursing home after a major stroke. On the night of the day after my birthday, she came to me in a dream and told me she was "going to another room where I would not see her again". She told me she was OK and not to worry. She hugged me warmly and I can still feel that hug. The next morning, early...my mother phoned and told me the nursing home had called her and that Nana had passed in the night. For years I've wondered if she waited to pass until after my birthday. I am sure when we pass that we are free of pain and can finally relax.
@@lanebashford3982That’s a wonderful experience. I’ve had numerous experiences and I await whatever is next with excitement and anticipation.
Beautiful ♥️
I had just had a miscarriage and was devastated, I visited my grandparents and as I was leaving my grandad gave me a big hug and whispered don’t worry about the baby, it will be looked after. A week later my grandad passed away from a heart attack. I few months later, I had just found out I was pregnant again, I hadn’t told anyone not even my husband. I was in the town shopping when a lady stopped me and said she had an urgent message for me. She told me that there is a elderly man holding a baby and told me don’t shed anymore tears the baby is getting looked after by him, and that I was pregnant with a baby girl, which I was. That message brought me great comfort, as no one knew what my granddad had whispered to me.
Bless your story is so sad and beautiful all at the same time........ Thank you for sharing x Go well all of you
@caram6251. Your grandad was telling the truth. All human beings (including the unborn) do not disappear into thin air. The only thing that really dies is the physical body. Every single person (including the unborn) has a soul. The soul continues to live on into eternity. Your unborn child is being brought up by family members. You WILL see him again. Believe it. ❤
@@YESYES-qz2ex Thank you for your lovely message. I do believe that the elderly man holding the baby was my grandad, taking care of my baby, until we are together again. He adored my eldest who was the only great grandchild he was alive to see. My eldest was nearly 3 when I had fallen asleep on the sofa and I was woken by my son shouting gan dad come back, with a toy box my son couldn’t have moved next to him. I had woken up in labour with my baby girl. I believe it was my grandad making sure I had the energy for the labour and birth ahead. My grandad is taking care of my unborn child and is also watching over his other great grandchildren. He was such a kind and caring man, who I loved so much.
That tells me the baby's soul existed before birth.
What a beautiful touching story, thank you 🙏 for sharing.
I had a near death experience in the early 90s. After going through the tunnel, I saw my grandparents sitting at a picnic table under a large canopied like oak tree. They were in their 90s when they died, BUT they were now so young, around 30, and were so happy, no wrinkles or pain in their faces. Under the table was a puppy…and i realized it was my brothers 14 year old dog who had died 2 weeks before. This puppy was running and playing in this beautiful perfect green grassy hill, no pain, no longer crippled. My grandparents asked me to stay but I told them , even though I really wanted to….it was the most beautiful and perfect place I had ever seen….i had things and family to take care of ….the next thing I heard was the surgeon’s voice, “we’ve got a pulse”
Ever since this experience, I have never been afraid of death.
Please know you will see your loved ones again, 2 and 4 legged, and in the meantime, watch for signs they send you letting you know they are with you at all time. Remember we are made of energy and energy does not die. ❤
Happy to see all the comments. Mine is small. My soulmate died in 2019 (March): and I was devastated. I went to bed one night about three weeks after he died, I was of course devastated, but I am a restless sleeper. My pillow and covers were in the floor. Suddenly I felt my covers pulled over me and I smelled his cologne….very distinct smell. I jerked awake but I felt a hand move over me. I felt so comforted. He was covering me. I’m so great full for that
That's a beautiful experience ❤
Sorry for your loss. My husband came to me in a dream I had also been devastated by his loss. He was next to me & I was hugging his face & kissing him. I told him I was so happy & please don’t leave me again….then I woke up. I felt so comforted by my “dream”.
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I have a small story. My Grandpa died a few months ago. He was always a funny very sarcastic guy. Think of a grumpy but in a funny old man way. In many ways though he carried a tense energy with a mix of anger mixed in. I think he wished he would have gone more places and done more things in his life. But he made up for it by constantly challenging himself mentally with current events and reading. I was blessed to have three moments with him.
One: The day before he died, we visited him at his home with my Grandma. Originally we were supposed to go out to eat but he said there's no way he's moving. He had terminal cancer but his timeline was many months supposedly. Well, it's hard to describe but I could see it in him that his time was coming. I'm not sure what it was but his energy was changing too. I could tell he was making peace with his life. We talked for about two or three hours straight about his life and my life. He said he grew up in such an amazing time period because he got to work with his hands designing cars. He absolutely loved camping too. He was such an at ease conversation that I've never really had with him before.
Two: The day he died, my mom and I were already in route to see him. We got the call that he passed when we were about 20 minutes away. Evidently, he had a heart attack so an ambulance was called. I don't know how I know, but I feel it with all my body and it still brings tears, but I know when he was brought outside by the paramedics, he felt the warm Spring day air against his body and thought to himself what a beautiful day to go camping. And then he let go. When I arrived, and visited him in the ambulance, I felt such an overwhelming sense of peace that I've never felt before. I couldn't help but visibly smile. I was crying because I felt pure love in that moment.
Three: The day of the funeral, I was saying my final goodbyes kneeling next to my Papa's open casket. Nothing was really on my mind and truly just was embracing the calm and at-peace presence of my Papa. Then all of a sudden my Papa said to me. "Wow this is the quietest I've been in awhile!" My Papa LOVED talking with people. He'd many times to my cringe, he'd start conversations with several tables at restaurants LOL. I knew he was trying to lighten the mood and tell me that he is just fine.
Thank you guys for reading
Thank you for sharing this. How beautiful :)
RN here, 34 yrs ER and ICU...this video touched me, not in the human way, canine way.
I lost a Black lab named Shadow, he was adopted from SICSA, a animal rescue. 10 weeks old he crossed the bridge 12 yrs later.
4 months after he came to me in a dream, an imperative was his message, I had to contact SICSA, Now, this was a Friday 2pm. I woke and found their website, the first dog on a available ones for adoption, Ralph, a GSD, I went to SICSA. RALPH, was in a pen not 4 ft from Shadow's prior spot.
Ralph was given up by family, 8 yrs old, just a loving big guy.
Long story short he became part of my pack, when he came home he jumped on my bed, reclined where Shadow used to sleep! There is more to all this world than we know....I know there something beyond!
I agree, definitely more than we know. I had lost both parents and my nearly 16 year old dog in less than 2 years. I was flattened, didn't get out of bed for over 3 months. I decided to foster a dog named Angel. About 6 weeks after I got her, the Annie Lennox song "Precious" came up in my recommended videos. I like Annie Lennox, but hadn't listened to her in many many years. There is no reason this song should have been in my recommended videos. Read the lyrics to this song and tell me this dog was not sent. "Precious little angel, won't you spread your light on me, I was locked up in the darkness, now you've come to set me free, I was covered up with sadness, I was drowned in my own tears . . .I was lost until you came, I was lost until you came." If this isn't a case of who rescued whom, I don't know what is. And yes, Angel is a foster fail.
When my husband passed away he came to see each of us that he loved or was special to him. He saved my Mom from falling out of her chair when she fell asleep at the computer. After he passed I started taking long drives at night. I would go each night for the ride before bed to relax and ease my mind so I could sleep. I would smoke up a storm during my outing. I went to light up my cigarette and bam, it went flying out of my mouth, out the window, before I'd even light it. I heard a hmm from behind me, looked in my rear view window and there sat my husband sat. He said, "You know we've talked about this. Our kids are babies. All they have is you now. I need you to stop and think about them. I love you, promise me. I'm sorry I couldn't stay." We talked about many more things. I told him I wished he could hold me just one more time. I said I wanted to feel his arms around me. You will he said, "I'll come to you in your dreams."
Those are just 2 of the visits ❤️🥰❤️
I love how respectful people are on this channel & in the comments section of other people's beliefs & experiences.
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same. I appreciate them sharing.
I got the chills. I always do. I'm a retired RN with Hospice experience, and I've had my own NDE type experience. To me the spiritual realm, is the real realm. This life we're experiencing is just fleeting. We have absolutely nothing to fear from passing over. Thank you for your videos that help people loose their fear Julie. You're doing great work.
🎼🎶 Life is but a Dream...🎶
I most definitely got the chills.
On the day my Daddy died, Mama called me to let me know that she thought he was getting ready to die. I asked her if I had enough time to drop my daughter off at daycare or if I should come now. She said it would be okay to drop my daughter off. When I hung up the phone, I specifically looked at the time. It was 7 am. I had just finished giving my daughter breakfast and my husband had just walked outside to feed the dog. As I walked down the hall to get my daughter ready for daycare, I suddenly heard a noise that sounded like hundreds of people talking at one time. I felt like the sound come up behind me and then moved past me. It was only there for a second but it was clearly a noisy space/sound. I stopped in my tracks and I wondered what the sound was as the house was quiet. There were no other sounds in the house and my husband was outside. When he came back in I asked him if he had heard anything and he said no. I went about getting my daughter ready, dropped her off at daycare, and then headed over to my parents house. By the time I got there, Daddy had already passed away. I asked Mama when he died. He died at 7 am - the very time I heard that sound. I have no doubt that it was Daddy telling me bye.
Three years later, I lost Mama. Before she died I asked her how I would know she would be around. She said she would always be in the kitchen. We had just built our house so everything was brand new. I know that it takes a lot of energy for spirits to come through and they like to use electronics as a source. As I sat in the kitchen one night, the light in the oven started flashing and stayed on for about 30 seconds. I knew it was Mama visiting. 23 years later my oven light still flashes to get my attention and I have an opportunity to "visit" with my parents.
All of these events bring great comfort to me. I am an only child and even though I have my own family, life is not the same when your parents are gone.
Sandra, you are so right. Life is not the same after your parents are gone. My dad died in 1983, I was 18 and my mom died in 2007, I was 42. I just can’t get over them being gone. Every day it feels like it did when I first lost them. Even though I have a husband, 5 sisters, their husbands, nieces and nephews, great nieces, great nephews my own son, daughter-in-law and grandchildren, I still feel so very alone with no one to talk to.
You guys are so lucky to have parents that you miss. 💕
I agree. I've felt like an orphan ever since they passed. And a different kind of lonely even though I have 3 amazing kids.
@@HerMajesty1what do you mean? You never knew your parents? Did they pass when you were young? Hugs to you. This is very true. We are lucky and I have a knew empathy for people who don't have parents because it does make life so much harder and lonely.
I saw my mother after she died. She looked 25 years old going on a cloud surrounded by angels looking very happy.
She looked so beautiful and young.
She was waving to me
I would like to share that I just lost my partner of 30 years last night so it's very raw. Stephen's state declined within 2 hours at which time he took his last breath. I couldn't bear witness to it because I didn't want to remember that as the last memory I had of him. I was having a cup of tea whilst talking to this lovely lady. All of a sudden I experienced this incredible calm and happiness that seemed to come up through my chest. I told the lady he had just past. I have a scientists brain and I can't tell you what just happened. I went straight to his room and the nurse had tears in her eyes. She said did you just feel that? She said that he had just taken his last breath. I told her that I knew. I think it was his last gift to me.
So sorry for your loss of Stephen. Hope the last gift he gave you brings you some comfort.
Heartfelt condolences on your loss of your beloved Stephen. What a beautiful gift he gave you sending you all love, calmness and beauty of dying. I lost my soulmate 3 years ago and even last night listening to her music and voice I ended up sobbing, grief is like wearing your skin inside out. Also don’t have regrets about not being in the room with Stephen, because in my experience people choose their moment to go and he knew and loved you so much that the first thing he did was come to you and let you feel what he was feeling, a truly beautiful gift of love. I had a NDE the week before my 30th and I felt the beautiful calmness, peace and the most beautiful feeling of love, I’m not religious before or since, but I know that our energy doesn’t disappear, I haven’t been afraid to die since and that was 29yrs ago. I introduced my girlfriend to an ex of mine 4yrs before they both died 3 months apart and they became best friend’s and since my ex had been dealing with her breast cancer for 17.5yrs when she died, as she was diagnosed when we were together, she helped my girlfriend with her breast cancer and they helped each other, my ex was in her girlfriend’s arms when she passed and her girlfriend felt her soul leave through her body and she felt incredible joy and love pass through her. After she died both of them came to visit me in a dream, as I walked through a gate on the other side was my ex and she was smiling as usual and then from the bushes beside her my love jumped out of the bushes and she threw her arms wide and said Taa Daa and then they both laughed together, it was beautiful and just the way they were, both musicians with great senses of humour, I was left with their laughter. I know these days and weeks and months will be really difficult, I know your beautiful Stephen will be with you, I talk to my love all the time and if I’m struggling I ask her to help me and she does. Seek out friend’s or other people that aren’t afraid to talk about death and grief,because a lot of people are very uncomfortable about it, and aren’t ready yet, they will also be scared about not knowing what to say, and when people say be strong if there is ever a time in your life to be however you need to be now’s the time to cry as much as you need too. Wishing all the best on this difficult journey but at times beautiful journey.
I'm so sorry Grant to hear of your Stephens passing and yes it's very early and naturally raw. I understand that you didn't want to be in the room when Stephen passed. My own partner passed a year ago. I stayed in the room and the second he passed I knew and heard in my head that he was experiencing/seeing beautiful things. The fact just literally filled my head and I felt a kind of magical peaceful moment. I just knew he was on a beautiful journey. I'm very grateful for that. It's still hard and I'm trying to cope. Everyone's different and go at your own pace. I do have peace in my heart knowing Simon is at peace and that's a comfort. He's never far from me even now.
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I read your story and at the end, I immediately said ‘it’s was not his last gift’. I don’t know Steven or you but, I believe so vehemently strongly that there is a marvelous life that awaits us, that we are reunited to those who have been a special relationship. THIS life is but, a blink of an eye, what’s amazing is that you two found your heart with each other, in such a short period of time. I smile just thinking what it will be like when the time is right and you will spend eternity together.
On January 6, 2016, I was driving to my parents house from 9 hours away trying to get home before my Dad passed. I had been there the week before and told him 'I would see him soon'. He had been in Hospice care for sometime, with kidney failure, and was slowly becoming unresponsive, but I new he heard what I said. It was around 3 in the afternoon on my trip and I had over 2 hours driving left to get home when I received a call from my sister(nurse). She said Dad seems to be holding on for some reason and I gave her an update on my trip and when I would be there. After getting off the phone, I remembered I had told Dad 'I would see him soon` which made me believe he was holding on for that reason. I didn't think it was fair to him to wait on me so I prayed for God to go ahead and take him. Within 15 minutes, I received another call from my sister telling me had passed. They said they would keep his body at my parents' house until I arrived so I could 'see him again`. When I got there, I held his hand and said the things I needed to say.
It was very kind and loving of you to ask God to take him. That’s real love! 💕 Afterall, we don’t want our love ones to suffer even one more day, hour or minute. Of course, it’s tough. Shouldn’t it be, the person was the most important person in your life. We have to believe and have faith that we will see them again. ❤
I’m sure he was right there listening and smiling, relieved that he’s out of his sick body. I look forward to see my loved ones in the next life.
That was so beautiful and yes, I got chills, and I'm bawling now. I've had one experience in my life that I'll call a "visitation". Don't know if it was but my friend appeared to me after her death as clear as if she was still alive. We talked and hugged, and I'll never forget it. One of the most profound experiences of my life!
I'm 72 yr old widowed woman. I'm a caregiver for my last time in life for my niece by marriage. She's bedfast and I'm 24/7 no other help. My Mother passed Thanksgiving day 2011 at 94 yrs old.. I have a full size bed I had changed sheets couple days before she visited me couple years ago. I was asleep I woke up to her standing by opposite side of bed. She looked about 50 she rubbed her hand on the sheet. She had a outfit on that I had bought her. Couple days later I went to that side of the bed on the sheet where she rubbed there was a heart on the sheet. I still have it cut out in a frame.
thanks for sharing that!!
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My Dad passed away the 10th of January (2024). He was on hospice about a month and a half, he went very quickly. The day after his funeral I found a note he had written as a joke on the floor that said, "How did I get here?", outside his bedroom. He had been in a nursing home after a sever stroke last June. Not thinking much about it I popped off and said. "Well obviously you hitched a ride. My husband asked who I was talking to, I showed him the note. He laughed and said he thought he heard my dad ask me that question. Every so often if I can't find something in the house, I simply ask out loud. "Where did ya put it?", and 10 minutes later it shows up.😂 I know he's still here hanging out.
Years ago my grandmother passed at age 88. My then 14 year old daughter had sat at her bedside lovingly holding my grandmothers hand for 8 hours the day she passed. The next day my daughter told us my grandmother appeared to her in her bedroom. She was glowing and looked radiant and beautiful and told her everything would be ok. Knowing how loving my grandmother was I know she had wanted to comfort and console my daughter after she had been with her in her last moments.
Night my dad passed, was at choir practice I saw my mom and brother - family liked to hear practice so not unusual- I just closed my book, handed it to section leader, saying my father just died I have to go. He had passed 5 minutes before. I was calm, earrily so. (I do hospice). Called my job regarding his death, called my husband to come to my mom's, to say goodbye.
I was able to bathe him, and assist with wrapping him for transport.
It was my final honor to my father.
A very dear friend of mine was diagnosed with stage four breast cancer in 2020. She fought hard for the next year, doing all the recommended chemo and radiation. Since she lived in a different city, our mutual friend and I went to visit her in July of 2021 as we all three had birthdays that month. We planned to go back and visit again on her actual birthday. One night, I dreamed that I was in a hospital and that the paging system was calling my (maiden) name. I felt my heart sink, as I “knew” they wanted to tell me Naomi had died. The next thing I experienced in the same dream was as if I were looking out from her eyes over a vast and beautiful ocean and I felt total peace and joy. The next morning I read a post on Facebook by her niece who said she had passed.
My father died in hospital in 2011. In 2012 I was running the register at my work when a customer, never seen before or since, stopped after I gave him change and asked if my father had recently died. I told him he had been gone for about a year. He proceeded to tell me that he was psychic and that my father was there and telling him to let me and my sister know that he was okay, and everything would be okay. that's the brief version. I went over to my mom's later and told her and my sister about the experience. My mother, a straight up lifelong Southern Baptist, choir member, Sunday School teacher had never shown any interest in this type of story before, but when I had finished she looked at me and my sister and said that when my Dad had died that he appeared in her bedroom that night and was telling her the same thing. He was fine and all would be okay.
I pray for a peaceful experience like this when my 94 year old mother and father die. Thanks for sharing Julie, and to the viewer for giving us a glimmer of hope.
Dad has been gone for many years. Mom is 91, independent and quite healthy for her age. I don't know if she'll let us know because she hates being intrusive. I hope she gets over herself for once when the time comes :)
I have heard of a few cases where the person who was dying was seen by a family member in another town miles away. My uncle was very sick for months in the hospital and he said there was an elderly man sitting next to him all the time, looking at him. Only he could see him and then one day he stood up and left the room and that day the doctors told my aunt that her husband would live
My dog Dillon came to visit me, My CAT Forecast let me know she was heading home and My Mother came to visit me, All 100% REAL!!!!! I was AWAKE!!!!! I was born this way ❤ 😊
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Hey @tygerlillie!!!!! ❤ 😊 @@tygerlillee
Great story. So glad to see stories like this becoming more accepted and "normal."
I'm clairvoyant so was my mother my grandmother and great mother it truly is amazing to have this gift and Julie i know you have this gift also to a degree and the amazing part is we all read differently and there is no wrong or right way this happens to us. I thank God for this gift everyday and I've been judged, but i don't care. I just want people to be kind to one another, life is hard for most people.
My mom passed away on January 15 of this year. I got the privilege to hold her beautiful delicate hand on her last breath. I want to share with you what I later learned is called a shared death experience. I was singing to my mom “you are my ride or die until the very end me and my best friend” and I heard the last breath and I turned to the nurse and said “that was her last breath” and Nurse Bev said “yes I believe so” and the next thing i knew I was not in a hospital room anymore…I heard sooooo much clapping and sheer excitement like everyone was waiting on us. I was behind the scenes so to speak and my mom was in front of me. It was the most beautiful light a golden light and I felt all the love my beautiful angelic mom gave to every person. Y’all it was like a download of her life review but it was about how good she made people feel. I felt all the love she gave!!!! It was stunning!! Then I could hear my moms thoughts “where am I” and I could feel her confusion, my sweet Angel. So I screamed “run mom run” like someone cheer their kid on when he or she hit a home run⚾️❤️when I yelled that my mom jumped in the air with her arms up above her head in a V for victory and I got to see my grandparents waiting with open arms, it was the most stunning moment my eyes and spirit have ever seen !!! Omggggosh I see it again right now as I’m typing this, and yes tearing up! Them boop I was back in the hospital room. I was absolutely honored and privileged to have had that moment and KNOW for a fact that this is what it’s all about!! I don’t know why I got to have this gift but I know I have to share it!! My grieving process has not been linear…lots of firsts this year without her, but omgosh y’all I got to have the most greatest goodbye see you later gift ever!! I hope our moms are hugging right now and sharing fun times together whole and complete!! I am blessed I get to share this with others!
Thank you for these videos. I’m at the age (70) where I’m closer to the end than the beginning. Your words are a comfort, and I am so grateful to have found you.
My beloved terminally ill aunt died by a self inflicted gunshot when her cancer got too bad. She didn’t want to linger or become dependent. A week after her death I had a dream in which she conveyed the word “Kaddish”. I had no idea what this meant and googled it. It is a Jewish mourner’s prayer. Our family is not Jewish and not religious. I consider myself very spiritual and she felt that way to me but always said she was agnotic. ( a person who claims neither faith nor disbelief in God). Wanting to understand more, I happened upon what a Rabbi Solomon Carlebach said about the Kaddish. Noting that “the kaddish is about the greatness of God”, Rabbi Carlebach said that “the prayer is what those who have died would say to us could they speak from where they were. So at the moment of loss we realize that our loved ones - who now know the secrets of what follows this life - are reassuring us about the greatness of God and the kindness of the fate that awaits us all.”
This was such a clear and incredible message from her. Just completely amazing and stunning to this day, almost 10 years later. You just can’t get any more clear than that.
Amazing!!!!!!!!
Yes I believe!!! From. NewZealand
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I believe kaddish also means holy
@@wms72 The two words share the same root.
My late grandma told me in a dream my mom would die. She looked at me in the dream and said "she'll be with me soon". The next week she got diagnosed with a "treatable" cancer and passed away pretty unexpectedly 2 months later.
Wow!! Something like that happened when my mother died at home. I lived in a small town with a volunteer firemen and ambulance services. One of my neighbors my mom had a great friendship with told me afterward my mother appeared to her in her kitchen and said she just died. My neighbor, too, said my mother looked years younger. My neighbor called to her husband and said "Ann just died". He thought she was speaking nonsense- and just then the emergency siren went off for the ambulance. I guess my mom needed to say good-bye to her. She was a very good friend to my mother.
When my dad was dying, he was in the hospital. He was moved to ICU and non-responsive. My son was 3 at the time and he and I went to the cafeteria for something to eat. We were just about finished eating when I looked toward the entrance of the cafeteria and I swear I saw my father standing there looking at me. We hurried up to the ICU - the nurses helped get my son to another room down the hall- I needed to get back and within moments my dad passed.
thank you, Julie.
My mom passed away on January 15 of this year. I got the privilege to hold her beautiful delicate hand on her last breath. I want to share with you what I later learned is called a shared death experience. I was singing to my mom “you are my ride or die until the very end me and my best friend” and I heard the last breath and I turned to the nurse and said “that was her last breath” and Nurse Bev said “yes I believe so” and the next thing i knew I was not in a hospital room anymore…I heard sooooo much clapping and sheer excitement like everyone was waiting on us. I was behind the scenes so to speak and my mom was in front of me. It was the most beautiful light a golden light and I felt all the love my beautiful angelic mom gave to every person. Y’all it was like a download of her life review but it was about how good she made people feel. I felt all the love she gave!!!! It was stunning!! Then I could hear my moms thoughts “where am I” and I could feel her confusion, my sweet Angel. So I screamed “run mom run” like someone cheer their kid on when he or she hit a home run⚾️❤️when I yelled that my mom jumped in the air with her arms up above her head in a V for victory and I got to see my grandparents waiting with open arms, it was the most stunning moment my eyes and spirit have ever seen !!! Omggggosh I see it again right now as I’m typing this, and yes tearing up! Them boop I was back in the hospital room. I was absolutely honored and privileged to have had that moment and KNOW for a fact that this is what it’s all about!! I don’t know why I got to have this gift but I know I have to share it!! My grieving process has not been linear…lots of firsts this year without her, but omgosh y’all I got to have the most greatest goodbye see you later gift ever!! I hope our moms are hugging right now and sharing fun times together whole and complete!! I am blessed I get to share this with others!
@@myphd-myprisonhistorydiplo691 Thank you for sharing that. I understand the "firsts". I said I wanted"just one more..."
Beautiful story! Thank you for telling us.
I will tell you my story. July 5th, 1998, I had a powerful and vivid dream. My beloved grandfather, who was living in North Dakota, came to me in my dream. He and I always had a loving bond.
Anyway, in the dream, he embraced me and told me that he was going to leave and I wouldn't see him again for a long time. He told me that he was saying his goodbye. I didn't really understand what he meant, but I was so sad, and begged him not to go. He said that he had to, and we hugged.
I awoke crying like a baby. ( I was in my late 30s)
I called my dad that day, and asked him how his dad was. He nonchalantly told me that he was just fine the last time they talked. ( I don't know why I didn't pick up the phone and just chat with grandpa!)
Well, 3 days later I was at work and my dad called me to inform me of grandpa's death, that day.
Later on, I told dad about the dream and he didn't know what to make of it.
Take this idea for hat it is worth. Grampa gave you the heads up that was in process of passing. He needed for you not to be unaware of what was about to happen.You were close inspirit.It was important to him to let you know he loved you when he was still alive and prepare you for that moment when "whoever" calls you and says your beloved person is gone.
Thank you very much.
Beautiful. It’s happened to me but in a dream. I’m crying to see this validation.
Nice story. My best friend was in the hospital some years ago I sat with him. I left the hospital very tired and headed home. I saw a white orb move very fast through the apartment. I got the phone call and it freaked me out I think that it was his way of saying goodbye
The day before my husband’s funeral , ( Sunday) my oldest son said they were singing a hymn about heaven and he was praying for peace. All of a sudden his vision narrowed and he saw a very bright light. His dad appeared momentarily looking young, smiled and vision faded. We know where dad/ hubby is!!
Yes, I got chills too and tears. You do amazing work with this channel. I'm taking as much in as possible bc my mom is 95. I was 38 when I had my house built. After closing I came in the front door and, I couldn't see him, but my dad was there with me. His presence was powerful and he told me how proud he was if me. He had passed 18 years earlier.
My grandma passed away in July last year. A month later I had a dream that felt so real. My grandma played the piano at our church when I was little. One of my favorite songs is “I’ll meet you in the morning” she knew that too. So in my dream she was singing it to me and playing the piano. Sometimes when I dream I only remember just parts of the songs or dream but when I woke up I remembered the whole thing. Now I know that one day I will meet her in the morning. The last time I saw her I told her it’s not goodbye but only I’ll see you later.
That's happened to me too. I kept seeing visions of my best friend all day it was like I was loosing my mind because I was alone. Well about 6 or 7 hours of seeing her I got a call that she had died something I will never forget. It's been around 20 years now
What a beautiful experience for your listener. I hope she reads these comments and knows many people appreciate her letting her story be shared.
Not on the topic of this video, but I think you have a lot of viewers who are nurses or also work in the health care setting. I don't work palliative but my unit does take palliative overflow and we have a lot of sick patients become palliative. I love my palliative patients and enjoy palliative care/end of life care a lot, I think it would be great if you could do a video for your fellow nurses, perhaps on what to say when. I am usually pretty good at handling tough conversations and finding comforting things to say, but sometimes I think I could do better but dont know what i should have said. For example my last shift I had a patient just diagnosed recently with terminal cancer and she broke down crying to me how she isn't ready to go and she doesn't want to die. I know sometimes there's nothing to say to take their hurt away and just being there is enough, but a video with things to say in these tough situations guided towards health care professionals would be greatly appreciated! Thanks for all you do, the education you have provided on the internet has surely helped so many people going through the death/dying process whether themselves or a loved one; such invaluable information.
Thank you Julie for sharing this story. I have stories of things that have happened when my dad passed. I hesitate to talk about it because people are dismissive or try to find explanations for why things happened. I know what I've witnessed. It means a lot that there are people who listen and acknowledge that humans don't know everything and that nothing is impossible when it comes to death and loved ones connecting.
So very sweet. Likewise, I've been getting messages from a very young age. My mom's voice (she lived halfway across the country) woke be up. It sounded like she was outside my window. My eyes caught the time on my bedside clock, and that was the exact time the medical examiner put her death at.
Love you and your stories Julie! My daughter is a RN with her masters and a phyc nurse! So proud of her! She watches you too! Much love and hugs! I’m 68 and lost my son my mom and my sister and thanks to you I’m not afraid anymore and looking forward to to being with you my loved ones again!
I have the same experience. My grandma on my dad side had died of a stroke and there was just no way that she could come back. You know she had blood clots in her brain and the doctor told us that if she did come back, she would be a vegetable for life. It was very hard for me to say but it was the teacher just take her off the breathing tube and just talk to her and say go with your husband go with grandpa and go to heaven. It’s just easy for me to say that, but I felt in my heart no peace I was sleeping and I had no peace after her funeral, I heard Myra and I looked up and I saw the stairway to Heaven was kind of foggy and she look beautiful. She look 22 and she was smiling. I told her grandma I promise you I would take care of Steven my uncle who has a bad back and I kept my promise and I’ve been peaceful and I have to say hospice is the best way because my mom went peacefully in the same way she went peacefully knowing that peace love and that’s the way I want everybody to see how hospice is
That's amazing story, I lost my husband 2 years ago from a heart attack, l was at the grocery store and when I got back home, it came true, and I am still grieving to this day, thank you for what you are doing, God bless you always, hugssss ❤❤
😢 I'm so sorry 😢
@@SR71GIRL HI, thank you, God bless you always 🙏 ❤️
Beautiful story. As devastating as it is to lose a mother, I wouldve found so much comfort in that situation. We cry, sometimes for a long time, we have broken hearts over loved ones dying, but I truly believe we go on. We leave our broken bodies and go to a beautiful place, free of illness and pain and we're happy! Knowing this, lessens my grief. Thank you for sharing this story, both the author and you. God bless.
My younger brother died in April ....28 years ago. In September of the same year I woke up at 7am on a Sunday and had a massive urge to go see my other brother. I was feeling dreadfully depressed, had emotional stomach pains and was pregnant. I tried to sleep but kept tossing and turning. I still had the urge to go see my brother but sadly I did not go. (I did not recognise it as a message)
Later that morning i went outside and couldn't see for the white light shining in my eyes.😢
Police turned up later to tell me he had passed too. ❤😢
My mom woke me up at 4.17am when she died. I was asleep in Canada. She was in England. I heard her call my name which woke me. Between hearing her voice and waking I saw in my minds eye an image of her wearing her favorite outfit. As soon as I opened my eye to see the room she was gone. Knowing this to be an odd thing and knowing that she was sick, I checked the clock. Later when the phone call came in the time given was 4.17 am.....is this proof of an afterlife...not it me it isn't, but it is proof of a level of communication between people that as of yet has not been studied or measured. Thanks for the videos...they are important....you are providing an immeasurable kindness to people.
all my family knows this but many years ago, i think i was about 20? or so?? but i had moved out. i was still pretty young then and i dreamed that my gramps (my dad’s dad) fell down the stairs and was laying there.. i called my dad and told him my dream and to call my gramps asap.. he said he was sure he is ok, i insisted. i didnt have their numbers and this was wayyyyyy before the internet. anyway. so my dad said there was no answer so he called family that lived near him (in Minn) and sure enough, he fell, broke his hip and was there for a while. we lived in Va (where i still live today)..
yes there is a connection. im sure of it.
I have felt guilty for this for a long time , but here goes. My Mom had been in the hospital for 2 days. I had spent those two days with her there. I had to go home for a shower and a couple of hours sleep. The previous few months, my Mom had been asking…why does God leave me here? I am tired and hurt and I need to go. I always hated it when she said that and she just wanted me to let her go. Of course I didn’t have control over that. When I left the hospital to go home for a few hours, I kept hearing her saying this..”Let me go please”. I got home, slept for a couple of hours when the nurse called from the hospital and said that my Mom was fighting them and didn’t want her oxygen mask on. I got up, took a quick shower and headed to the hospital to help them. On the way, I kept asking God to make her keep her mask on. But, I also said, “God if she won’t wear her oxygen mask and if I can’t get it on her and you are going to take her, please do it quickly. She wants to go and is suffering.” I prayed for her to wear the mask or for God to give her her wish. I finally got to the hospital and just as I parked my car, my phone rang again and it was the nurse. She said that my Mom had just died about 10 mins ago, while I was driving to the hospital. I prayed for God to take and help her out of her misery, but I wanted to be there when it happened. He did indeed take her when I asked, but I was too late to be there with her. I have felt responsible for the timing of her death. I felt so guilty. One year later, to the day…I had a very lucid dream and in that dream, my Mom pulled up next to me in her favorite car. I was in my car at a stop sign when she did this. She stopped, rolled down the window and said, “Don’t worry, I am fine and happy”. She smiled and said to move on. I have gotten over the guilt, as I know God took her in his time. The “dream” encounter happened at a stop sign in front of her house that she lived in and said she would never go far from. She had congestive heart failure, which is what caused her death. I have been fine since then. Because I now know she is doing great and is happy. I know God and my Mom heard my voice that day.
My maternal grandpa and I were always extremely close. Fishing trips, hunting trips, helping his neighbors with their lawns and gardens… you name it. When I was about 12 he suffered a massive heart attack. He survived it after an emergency quadruple bypass and a couple of months in a rehab center. About 3 years later his heart started giving him problems again. My older sister, my niece and I went to visit him. He kept mouthing the name of a song. His nurse had no clue what he was talking about and neither did my sister. I told them he was asking for Old Rugged Cross. That was always one of his favorite hymns. I knew there was a music room right down the hall with an electric keyboard. So I asked the nurse if it was okay if I brought it into his room since getting him to the room wasn’t going to happen. The person who normally played it for the patients brought it in for us. And he had the sheet music for that song. He played and the rest of us sang it along with Brahms Lullaby at my nieces request, even my grandpa though he was more mouthing the words. The last memory I have of him alive was when I looked at him while we were singing those old hymns and seeing the peace and happiness in his face. That night while I was laying in bed almost asleep I heard his voice singing Old Rugged Cross. Not the breathy mouthing he’d been doing that day. His beautifully toned and trained baritone voice that I remembered from when he sang it with me as a little girl. I opened my eyes to see him kneeling by my bed and reaching for my hand just like he did when I was little and he sang Brahms Lullaby. He sang that to all of us kids when we were babies. That was his way of letting us know he’d always be there when we needed him. As he finished the song this time he looked up and got this huge smile on his face and said “it’s beautiful here. I can’t wait to show you around.” Then 10 minutes later the nursing home called to let us know he passed away. I tried to tell my mom and grandmother that I already knew but they didn’t understand it. And I was okay with that. They had great relationships with him but they didn’t have the bond that we did.
I knew my dad would let me know when he died. I was given that in a flash of a "vision". He was being greeted by his mom, his dad and his maternal grandmother who he dearly loved. Not to be outdone, his beloved dog was there begging to be picked up. When I told this to my sister she told me that after dad's quadruple bypass, she, the dog, would jump up begging dad to pick her up. I saw him reaching down and scooping her up in his arm. I had not known this is what she, the dog--Taffy- would do.
As I get older, I think more often about death. I find these videos very helpful, as they educate about and demystify the process of dying. Thank you Julie, and thanks to your generous followers, for these comforting stories and lessons. God bless!
I love this story. I wish my mom would visit me.
Yeah. I wish my son would visit me. He just died December 31, 2023.
It’s incredible isn’t it. One minute we’re alive and the next second we’re dead…
@Nan-59 So sorry for your loss. I too lost a son almost 12 years ago. May you laugh with wonderful memories far more than you cry tears of sadness. I hope they visit us soon💕
Lost my mom in hospice last year and so glad I found your channel. You’re so inspiring to my fearless belief re the inevitable transition. Thank you. 💟
Beautiful!! ♥️🙏🏼
My father passed one month ago today.🥲
I am now the last surviving member of our family at age 61.
His was an “expected “ passing, but nonetheless painful as they usually are. Although I didn’t “see” anyone, I knew! An EAGLE came and sat in the tree beside our barn about 2 weeks before he passed.
we have lived here almost 20 years and NEVER encountered an eagle here before this one! I knew he was telling me it was getting time for my dad to pass. Both occasions of my mom and brothers passing, I was sent animal encounters before they both passed as well. Not eagles, but an owl for my mom, and a coyote at my door both less than 2 days each for them.
I have been an EMT, police officer, nurse, and deputy coroner in my Careers so I am very familiar with all types of deaths. So I absolutely understand what this lady means!
Love and light to all you do in your career Julie. Blessings to you! Thank you!♥️🙏🏼🦋
What a fascinating career you've had, Charlene!
My mother was the last of 11 children to pass on. When her youngest sister died, I considered not telling my mother. I figured she had a right to know, and told her. "Well," she said, "I'm the last of the Mohicans."
A small vulture about the size of a pigeon sat motionless on our gable all evening before my son passed
My story isn't like this one but will forever be with me. My mom died Jan. 2021. I helped her a lot in the final few years of her life. I was the only one who was there; So later in 2021, I had a dream. My mother told me to go to the doctors because there was something wrong with my chest area. Yes, she talked like that instead of saying lungs or breasts. I dreamed that twice that year so that freaked me out a bit. I told my brother, and we agreed that I may as well go. So in Jan. 2022, I went for my checkup. I always went for my yearly checkup but that year, I had decided not to go, but did because of the dream. The doctor found a lump in my breast. Yes, I had breast cancer. I think that we should listen to these dreams. I have a brother who died at 25 years old in 1976, I'm 66, and yes, that was a long time ago. He came to my dreams and "paid me a visit" a few times. He would knock on my door and of course, I was shocked. He told me he wasn't dead, it was all a mistake. He wanted me to take him to the rest of the family with him to tell them. Then, the last visit, we had a huge party to celebrate being back with us. He took me aside and told me it was time for him to go. I was devastated. I pleaded with him to stay, but he said he couldn't, he had to go. That was a really hard dream. I woke up crying. So even though I've had these dreams, I'm still terrified of death. Julie I can't wait to read your book. I've read a few in my lifetime, life after death or life after life and finished them feeling amazing, but my terror of dying always comes back. As I get older, I feel the years passing by so fast and just want to have peace that we do go on. Sorry this is so long but these dreams were very important to me. Thank you Julie.
Don’t be afraid. Jesus told us that in His father’s house there are many rooms and he has prepared a place for us. All you have to do is believe.
It's only like walking into the next room. You are still you. My NDE was at 17. Am 70 now and eager to return when its my appointed time. So no fear. It's so beautiful there!
@@karengutterman6375 Thank you so much for the kind words. I'm really trying. I will buy nurse Julie's book when it comes out, next month I think. Much love.
I watch lots of NDE videos. They are very comforting. Maybe give it a try😊
Water is also a spiritual conductor- I knew my grandmother died as I got a vision while in the shower.
Love this. Did not know. Thank you 🙏
That's interesting! Never heard that before!!
I am now 79 tears old and have learned a lot since I earned my degree in physics long ago. I grew up being taught to believe in God but I was always subconsciously looking for some sign of existence . You are an admirable person in you just accept it and His Son. I did then but now now there is no excuse not to. The incredible gains in discovery about the universe and the admission by physicists that it appears that all of this narrows down to ONE CREATIVE SOURCE leaves no dought to me. Bless the ones who NEVER doughted !!!
Wow.........
What "physicist".made that proclamation.
We love you, Nurse Julie. You are lovingly easing the minds of your followers. Thank you and bless you. ❤
I had a similar situation this past April. I live in upstate NY. My brother lived in PA about 5 hour drive from us. He was suffering from cancer so I visited with him this in Marchl where we talked for several hours. Physically he looked fine but was tired from mrdications. In April in conversation with his daugter she said there was no change except for loosing some weight. Two days later, while preparing to shower a voice said, "You brother died". It was very clear and I said to myself no that could not be his daughter said he was ok. I left the house for a 10AM doctor appointment. While in the waiting a text message appeared on my phone from his daughter saying he had died earlier in the morning.
I work at a retirement complex and I deal with fairly frequent deaths. I want to thank you for giving me a lot of information and some comfort.
I feel that me, my daughter and my Mother, and my Grandmother all have that connection. Not necessarily to all combined, but me and my daughter, me and my Grandmother. My daughter , and My Mother. Also me and my Mom. I know this sounds confusing, but there have been times that things were heard, said, or happened that we knew about, or felt their energy. My Grandmother and I always slept with one foot out of the sheets. One night after she passed, I felt someone grabbing my ankle. I knew it was her and just laughed..hello Grandma, yes I know you’re here. My Mother has been there for me and my daughter on many occasions…whether I can’t find something , and Mom tells me where it is, or if my daughter felt uncomfortable and my Mother would comfort her. I don’t know if this is as powerful as the woman in your story, but it’s definitely a connection beyond this world. You just know it and feel it. Thanks for the stories you share with us. I always look forward to your videos. ♥️
Awsome! And yes, I got confused the first couple of times reading that first part! lol!
I think ALL of these encounters are very significant to the people involved.
@@kareldebures7006 , lol, sorry!
@@Nan-59 , yes…and we will never forget them til we all meet again!
I had who I think was my father, holding on to my ankle as I lay with 1 foot out of bed. My father had died almost 20 years ago. I remember lying in bed and smiling as it felt so comfortable and reassuring.
Love you back. You are truly a wonderful RN. You have a gift
The concept of my newly dead relative appearing at the foot of my bath doesn’t just give me the chills, it gives me goosebumps!
I so enjoy your stories. I had always hoped my mom would let me know she was ok when she passed. She declined rather quickly so I sat with her in her skilled facility daily. On the day she passed, I had been there all day and just really needed a break. I knew my brother was coming within the hour so I told the nurse I was going home to rest. Thankfully, I said everything I needed to say to my mom because not 20 minutes after I left she passed. I almost think she didn't want us there but I still feel like I should have been by her side.
The same thing happened to me. I wanted to be there when she passed. She was on hospice at home due to lung cancer. I, my husband and brother were there all night. In the morning I decided we should leave to give her some peace. I only lived 3 blocks away. I hadn’t been home 5 minutes when I got the text from her aide to come now. By the time I got there she had already passed. I feel she didn’t want us to see her die.
I have never had any sort of paranormal experience and for the most part, am skeptical. Some of the stories you have shared on this channel, though, including this one, have made me start to believe I just might, one day, see again my mother, sister and others I have lost over the years.
You will. Remember you're not a human being having a spiritual experience, you're a spiritual being having a human experience.
Beautiful! You do make the world a better place! 👏🏻👏🏻🐝❤️
Thank you so much for sharing. I told my kids to save a recent video you made of what you wanted or did not want if you became really ill. I agreed with you whole heartedly. You are a very special person.
When my dad was young, he had a similar experience. He was sleeping and woke up to see a neighbor lying in a casket at the foot of his bed. Shortly after that, his mom came into his room to tell him that the neighbor died. I find it interesting that it wasn't even a family member that he saw. A few years ago he was in the hospital and not doing well. He said he wouldn't be here by Monday. He was talking about all the things he wouldn't be doing anymore. It was heartbreaking for me to listen to. I was bawling right there in the hospital. A nurse came in the room and looked at his drain and noticed something was wrong. She fixed the problem and he started getting better. He's still with us today. He told me that while he was in the hospital, his parents were sitting by his side. They were young. He thought he was hallucinating from meds. I think he was just that close to dying. I have never experienced anything like what he has. I wonder if some people just have more ability to receive such messages and visits?
The same happened to me. My mother went in for surgery. Everything was fine and she came out of it great! She was moved to Recoup House. At 9 that evening, I talked to her on the phone. She was happy and not at all having surgery problems. I said I love you and will talk to you tomorrow! The following morning when I woke up, I got out of bed. Instantly in my head, my mother said "I died last night." I immediately shook it off! I had talked to her, so that wasn't true! But, unfortunately, it was true. She had a heart attack last night and was gone.
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Prayers ❤
I love hearing about experiences like this. I had heard that people are about age 30 on the other side.
I only wish that beyond saying that they are ok, they were able to share a bit what they were seeing & what it is like where they are..
@srozaardnet5630, there are plenty of near death experiences (NDEs) on CZcams where people talk about what they see and experience. They see loved ones who have passed, including pets. They see colors that don't exist on earth. And they hear music that is "angelic", among other things. You may want to watch some of them. The videos certainly provide food for thought. Blessings.
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After my mom died of breast cancer I remember having a very vivid dream of her where I was saying your dead what are you doing here? She more or less at the time tried to tell me she was okay and everything was good. Ill always remember this scene we were in where it was like a tropical beach. but we were up on a bluff of something above it. The sky was dark like it was night but everything on the ground was lit up like the sun was there. She made me feel like all the family was down this bluff for a party. I will whole heartedly say my mother visited me in my dreams. I know she did.
Hello Julie, from the UK.Ive just discovered your channel and find it fascinating.And you're lovely.I can't drag myself away from the screen! Need to be in work in an hour.Look forward to a binge when I get home.Love to you, Julie xx
Thank you for sharing this story. My 23 year old son passed from cancer 5 weeks ago. We were soulmates. I received a gift a week after he passed of a beautiful stained glass cardinal to hang on a window. Cardinals are traditional symbols of those we have lost. There was a note with the gift, but no mention of who sent it. I hung the cardinal in the window of my home office. Last week, I went for a long hike and wrestled with atheism vs theism in my mind, concluding that the existence of a higher power was not logical. It was very depressing. The next day I was texting with a coworker (I’ve been on leave for several months) and she asked if I had received the cardinal. It was from her! We chatted about it for several moments. The moment I set my phone down, the cardinal fell from the window onto the ledge. I had not touched it since the day I put it up. I am admittedly very skeptical of these types of stories, but I just couldn’t ignore the timing and the symbolism of the cardinal. My boy still exists.
My condolences to you for the loss of your son.
We are not our bodies. We are spirits having a physical experience. When we decide to come to Earth we are granted a suit, a body. Life on Earth is playing a role in a movie or in a theatre. We are here to learn.
Love and forgiveness is all that matters.
The matter originates from matter...
...Life originates from Life.
Brought tears to my eyes. A mother's love.❤❤
Thank you so much for this story and for all you do, it has really helped me reconcile all the things about my Mother’s death in 2020 during covid and I alone was allowed to be with her in ICU thanks to a compassionate doctor….she did not die from covid but from adrenal failure…I was so thankful she did not die alone, but it was a lot to process and wish I had some of your Info to help me know what was going on in those two days I was with her…again thank you for your invaluable service, care and compassion to help those of us dealing with this most sensative process….many prayers and blessings for you 💖🙏🙌 Kristi
Great story,yes I got chills! Your videos are amazing!you should be proud for all the information and comfort you give to everyone! Keep up the great work!
Julie, this comment isn't about this video but rather some others you made. The ones on dying and some things to expect.
My 77 year old brother has been in a rapid decline with his vascular dementia.. So many signs and the biggest decline was less than 2 weeks ago. In his last day and a half the things you said came to mind and helped.
He went to be with the Lord this past Monday, April 29th and has that evil dementia no more! I didn't realize it that day but 52 years ago, April 29th, 1972 was when he got married. He's had a great reunion!
Yes, this story is wonderful. And a couple of good chills.
Powerful story, and it definitely gave me chills.
When my father died. he had been non verbal for a while. I was very angry at him and had not visited him. Everyone else had made peace with him. He was dying in hospital, we knew that. One evening, I was talking to my mum, and I clearly heard my dad say “hello”. I said to my mum, that’s strange, I just heard Dad say hello, in the feeble voice he had the last time I saw him. Shortly after that we got the call that he had passed.
❤ wowww !! Yes I got chills!! Woww just beautiful. 😊❤
This is what is known as an ADC, "After Death Communication". There are many such stories on the Net.
My mother, who died at age 95 in 2021, visited me in a dream six months afterward. She looked about twenty years old, with brown hair instead of gray. She was wearing a popular flowered dress from the mid 1940s, and was reclining on an old fashioned fainting couch, which was high on one end. She and I had never been close, as she was narcissistic, and agony for me to be around, due to her constant criticism and gas lighting. During the visitation she quickly gave me a very matter of fact, emotionless one sentence apology for treating me so poorly when alive. She has not returned since that one visit.
Im hoping to be able to reach my kids too❤..cancer gives me no future
Thank you for sharing this story. It does seem to run in families.
Yes, I got chills at the same as you! Beautiful. Thank you.
I knew when my dad died. An overwhelming wave of sadness washed over me and literally took my breath away while driving to work. I began crying yet I had no idea why. Thought it was crazy menopause hormones or something. Fifteen minutes later, when I arrived at my job site- my mom called me, hysterical telling me daddy just died…. About 15 minutes ago. The paramedics couldn’t revive him. When you have that connection- you intuitively just know.❤
Your story is almost identical to mine. I was crying and didn't understand why I was missing my dad so much and didn't know that he had just died.
Absolutely got chills. That was a beautiful story.
Amazing story. ❤
Such an amazing story! Thank you for sharing it with the world.❤
Thank you for sharing these. I know it is a labor. I hope you get as much hope and joy as we do. Your efforts and Love for your patients shine thru.
What a chilling and comforting story! Thank you for sharing. ❤ I have hope!
Well, that’s a fabulous story, wish I could experience the same kind of goings on. My mother passed October last year, I’ve seen nothing, but, we didn’t have that connection in life. Thanks for sharing this, I haven’t a dry eye. ❤
What do u need to have to become a hospice nurse I'm curious as I haven't decided a career yet
Im so lucky to still have my grandparents at 18 and they are both 89 and very healthy, they arent scared so im trying not to be but its hard😢
This was so beautiful. Thank you to the family for sharing her story. Sending deepest sympathy to the family. xo
Wow. What a beautiful story. Thank you to the person for sharing that with us.
Butterflies seem to be the messengers of my lost family members. One morning I was taking care of my monthly bills. I heard a knock at the front door and hollard out , "just a minute". It was constant knocking to the point I got angry. I got out of my chair, to give whoever was at the door a piece of my mind for being so impatient. My front door was open, but my storm door (plex glass) was closed. When I got to the door, there was no one there but a huge, beautiful moth flying into the door making the knocking sounds. I stood in amazement at it's beauty. Later that evening a cousin of mine had called to let me know that a cousin of ours had passed away earlier that day in the morning. It just so happened to be at the time that beautiful moth was knocking at the door.
I don't get chills, I get get reassurance that many. if not all, of the things we have heard about dying through stories, and mostly from NDErs are true!!! I choose to believe!!!!!