On October 31st 1982 I lost my daughter Melanie aged just nine years. She had been suffering from a terminal hereditary disease 'Huntington's Chorea'. That same month my other daughter Kirstie, then only 6½ years old was diagnosed as having the same disease - about nine months after Melanie's death I started having "unusual dreams". I say dreams but I was convinced at the time I was wide awake.
A few weeks later the same happened again but this time a lady came with Melanie, also another little girl. Melanie came over to me, I touched her, she was warm. I said "Melanie how grown up you look", "Well Mum", she replied "I'm ten now" I spoke then to the lady, asking her if she was 'dead' also. "Oh no my dear - I'm on your side - I've chosen this work re-uniting children with their mothers during sleep - but not all are able to remember". She went on to tell me that Melanie was doing well and that she has a special gift that will help me in the future - Suddenly a bell rang. It seemed to signal the time to leave. After kissing me goodbye they left the room as I watched them go I was aware of others leaving. They all filed down the stairs - I was privileged to have about eight more such dreams over the following two years.
Then about 6 months after her passing, my youngest son Scott then aged about 4½ was sitting on my lap looked up and said "Melanie and Kirstie are up there", "I know" I replied "They're in heaven". "No", he said, "they're there" and he pointed to the ceiling. He told me that a beam of light was shining through the ceiling and the faces of Melanie and Kirstie were smiling at us. He told me what they looked like (he'd never seen Melanie), then exactly a week later they appeared again, this time with a man with a beard. "They're waving goodbye Mummy" he said, and that was the last time I had any unusual dreams - but by now I knew they were both well and happy, and they have their own lives to live. Scott, now 10½ still remembers his sisters visits but gets embarrassed about it, but those years changed my life. I 'see' two worlds now and I feel part of both.
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