Can Dreams Connect Us with Our Departed Loved Ones?

Good morning! I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend. My daughter and I took a trip to New Braunfels to watch a gymnastics competition and visit a dear friend I don't see often. In fact, the last time I visited her, is when I would receive a call from the nurse at the assisted living facility where my mom was staying, informing me of her passing.

As I set out on Saturday morning, I had a thought that I would take a different route to avoid passing by her former home, which I knew would bring back feelings of regret for not stopping by a little over a year ago before leaving town.

Even though I spent almost every day with her and had seen her just the day before my trip, I chose not to stop for a much-needed break. If I had known she would pass away later that day, I would have stopped by. I still feel regret and the heavy guilt has lingered for a long time.

Grieving often involves a profound sense of guilt over what we could have done differently. However, in my healing process, I recognize that I did my utmost, much of it independently, making tough decisions and feeling drained by the emotional toll of caring for a seriously ill loved one.

However, fate intervened, and took me on a detour due to an accident that led me away from that path. I felt as though God was guiding me, reminding me that neither He nor my mom wanted me to revisit those painful memories.

The trip turned out to be wonderful, but last night, I had a vivid dream that felt incredibly real. In it, I was losing her all over again, trying to save her, but she was ready to find peace and be with God. I remember begging and crying in my dream to stay with me a little longer. It felt so real, I literally was crying when I woke up.

Letting go of loved ones is incredibly hard. As we continue our lives, we miss sharing our joyful moments and achievements with those who truly cared for us the most. My parents, despite their flaws, deeply cared about my journey and wellbeing and always wanted the best for me. Their guidance from above, along with the love of my husband and kids, keeps me strong.

Even though the dream made me feel sad this morning, I think it was a sign that she is at peace and always with me. I've had similar dreams about my grandpa and dad, where they appeared youthful, healthy, and joyful, engaging in what they loved most on earth, but now doing those activities in what I envision heaven to be like.

I wanted to share this in case someone else is dealing with grief or spending final moments with a loved one who is ill and nearing the end of their life. I genuinely believe that our loved ones remain with us in spirit, guiding us towards happiness.

Although this dream brought sadness, it also provided much clarity. It was her time to go, and she was at peace with that, wanting me to find peace as well, letting me know she continues to support me from afar.

Until we meet again, continue working hard and growing. Rather than using negative things to cope with their absence, focus on activities that bring you joy and would make them proud. Isn't that what we truly desire for our loved ones? To see them thrive in this life.

The Beat Goes On!