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Originally Posted by Really!
My husband was killed in a car collision while myself & the kids were at home. I was suddenly overcome w/peace, love, joy & excitement as my eyes became fixed on the clock - the time was 11:07pm. I heard my husband's voice clear as day say it was a car accident, etc (private messages) & he loved us. His death certificate has the time of death at 11:11pm.
I woke feeling the same love, joy, peace & excitement till the doorbell rang. In that moment, I snapped out of it w/a knowing that whoever was at the door was going to inform me of my husband's death. I'm sure I was hoping everything prior to running for door was just a dream. But no, the police chaplain & an officer stood on the porch to deliver the news.
I've never been able to create those same exact feelings on my own ...
Anyhoo, my wildman still sends signs 9yrs later ...
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Beautiful....and it's true, I believe your experience is true because I believe I went through something similar twice before.
I was very close to my husbands grandma. She was a Leo, a tiny petite woman, but very strong emotionally. She was outgoing, fun and just being around her made you feel safe and happy, even on my darkest days. She use to say that I was her daughter, her husband and her were very close to me and my children.
That created a lot of jealousy in his family. After his grandpa died, his grandma had dementia pretty bad and was put in a nursing home for almost 8 years. I hadn't felt that same feeling from her since. She spent many days crying and confused. She was lost. We ended up moving away. In that time, she died. Because of our jobs, distance, and the turmoil a group of women in my husbands family cause everyone...I didn't feel like I was welcome to her funeral, as they invited him, but not me. Which was strange, because I felt like I was the closest to her out of all of them. I cried a bit, then we decided neither would go so that there wouldn't be any more problems. Besides, it was her funeral and I wanted it to be about her and not about the jealousy and trouble they would stir up. I was left out of the obituary, which was fine. I let it go.
Three days after she died, I was sitting on the deck...and there was the happy, fun loving energy...the energy was very high....just came out of nowhere and hit me. It was not my energy. I hadn't felt like that in years. I recognized it immediately. It was with out a doubt, my grandmother in law. There was no mistaking it...and it stayed with me ALL DAY, and was gone the next and I haven't felt it since. That was last year. I just remember talking to her the whole time, telling her that I missed her and reassuring her that I knew it was her....and crazy it was that I could feel her. There was no questioning it, it was her.