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I believe so....it just depends, do you have any other memories of those lives? Because members here told me, it could be my past life self checking up on me...maybe we leave energy behind in an other realm, I'm not sure.

My young uncle died in Vietnam, I actually found out about him through dreams, and then my great grandfathers obituary. The funny thing is, I've had dreams my whole life...about things that I shouldn't have known. I can even remember the morning my uncle got up and was in a field when he was killed....I remember every detail....and it was ten years before I was born. I also have memories of the Civil war....and being killed young. One thing that always stands out, is I never see who killed him, or me...I guess that's not near as important as the intention or motivation behind war.

I actually stood in a field and watched horses and a makeshift trailer carry my coffin, as the towns people walked behind it on a dirt country road, and took me to my resting place. There was a union flag draped over the modest wooden coffin. I was about 20 years old. I stood in that field, because I didn't want to get up close, to where that coffin was, or around those people who were upset. I'm still that way, today...I don't like to be in the presence of mourning or upset. Im not one to attend funerals, either. I've been to only two. This was a civil war memory. My girlfriend was among them, I wrote about her in another thread here...and I believe I have met her in this life.

I'm a female, and before I paid attention to any of these dreams, I did try to enlist into the navy, but I had a small baby at the time, so I didnt. Funny thing is, I tried to enlist at the same exact age as my uncle did, which I didn't know at the time, and I have been dreaming about him for the last several years. I often wake up, to the sound of cannon balls going off, or gun shots...even though my dream at the time has nothing to do with war. It seems to be a mix of the Civil and Vietnam war...possibly, parts that disturbed me in those lives. The sounds of weapons and war have never quite left me. It's so odd. When these weapons I hear before waking up go off, usually the last sound I hear, is a loud deafening gunshot, and presssure to the left back side of my head...and everything stops, and Inwake up.

Members here, have said my uncle could have been me....especially since I have these memories, and because his father, who is my great grandpa, did an after death visit to me and his other son who is still alive, the night he died. My great grandfather, had three sons and four daughters. One of his sons died in infancy, the other died at 20yrs old in Vientnam, and the other is still alive.

The only ones who had a visitation from grandpa, were me and his other son. Which is weird, because I haven't seen my grandpa since I was a kid, and wasn't close to him as he lived in another state. To me, there were other important family members who he should have visited, so why me? Could I have been his son in a past life....I was close to my grandpa as a toddler and small kid, he was very protective of me...and there were a lot of children in the family. I was nothing special...but I did use to take care of his foot every morning...an old WW2 wound he had for many years, that never quite fully healed. My great grandfather was a WW2 soldier in the army. My uncle, his son, was in the marines.

For me, it's kind of like glimpsing past chapters of a book. Not reading the whole chapter, but certain paragraphs or lines of a page.

I do have other memories of my uncle, even though we never met because I wasn't born yet. I remember him going to a public pool, the red shorts he wore, walking into the fence and looking down at his bare feet, paying his fee at the check in...and checking out the girls, and buying food....lol. This would have been before he enlisted into the marines. I'm guessing his age to be 15-17 years at that time. I actually had this memory of him in the first grade, while we were sitting in the dark, in class watching a movie about cereal commercials. I didn't know who it was at the time, and shrugged it off.

Also, when I tried to enlist in the military in this life...it was 1999.... I was 19 years old, and we went to war in 2001 after 9/11. So I would have went to war at that time, and who knows what would have happened. I would have been about 21 years old, has I enlisted, when we went to war...my uncle died 2 months before his 21st birthday in Vietnam.

I have this infinity inside to war, and service. However, I am female, and very much feminine, a mother, and married with more children. I was a cheerleader, dancer, sang, etc through school...but when I was a small kid, I was always running with the boys, and very much a tom boy...I liked wrestling, play fighting, and yes, pretending to go to war with my brothers, hiding behind the couch...and shooting at them with my toy gun. I don't know for sure, if I was him....there seems to be signs that I could have been, but I would never want to take away from him...what is rightfully his, and what was his life. I have wrote more extensively about this experience last year on this forum, there's so much more I haven't said in this thread.

I have pictures of my uncle now, and while he looks more like my mothers side of the family...we have the same smile and dimples..we stand the same, our posture is the same...it's very distinguished. We both rest upon walls or rails, with right arm out, and left leg up...I have pictures of both of us standing like this. We also have a similiar personality...while we both grew up in large families, where they stayed close and still live in the same area..we both took off into other parts of the world away from our families. We both are somewhat independent, loners.....yet outgoing and likeable, and both of us were and are know for our looks, he was considered very attractive, too.