posted on Feb, 27 2014 @ 07:13 PM
When I was in grade 7 or 8, my Grt Grandmother was in the hospital...we knew she was going to eventually pass.
One night, I had an odd dream that I don't quite remember, but I believe she was in it. I awoke suddenly, sitting straight up in bed, with an
incredible urge to go to my Mom's bedside. I felt like I had lost something, or something was missing, or was about to lose her of my Dad.
I slept on the floor, beside their bed, with my hand on my Mom. I scared the heck out of her when she awoke in the morning, & tried to explain it. We
both brushed it off and chalked it up to a bad dream.
On my way home from school for lunch, I saw both my parents cars in the driveway. I turned to the friend I was walking home with and said, "my grt
grandmother died". She couldnt figure out why I had waited all morning to tell her. I told her because it was because I just found out. She looked
at me weird and weparted ways for our lunch hour.
Sure enough, when I walked in the house, my parents told me Grt Grangma had passed away the night before. And as it turned out....at the exact time I
had awoken from my dream. I think she was trying to contact my Mom....since the 2 of them were very close.
Weird how that works. Things like that happened a few times when I was younger. Doesnt happen anymore. Sometimes I wish it did. But loced ones
who have passed on do visit me in my dreams. That is amazing.