I’ve had several experiences of loved ones visiting me in my dreams after passing. However, there is one experience that really stands out. It is the time a loved one visited another person in a dream and asked them to relay a message to me. Let me tell you what happened, and maybe you can give some input on the “why” of it all.
When I was born, my grandmother was only fifty years old. She didn’t feel like she was old enough to be a grandma and chose the title, Memaw. Memaw is a pretty common name for a grandma in North Carolina where I grew up. I spent summers staying with her and loved my time with her. We were always very close.
I remember when I was 16, my Papa, Memaw’s husband, was dying. I went with the family to spend the night at her house because we knew he wasn’t doing well. Memaw woke me in the middle of the night and whispered to me “Papa’s passing. Come back with me!” I walked back with her and we stood beside my Papa as he took his last breath. I sat with him while arrangements were made to take him from the house.
I feel that experience of seeing a loved one pass over with my Memaw brought us even closer together. Papa visited me later that week. I was close to him as well. The story of his visitation in my room after his passing is one worth telling, however, I want to save it for another time. I want to tell you about my Memaw’s visit.
Memaw lived over 14 years after my Papa passed. We stayed close. I was living in Chicago when she died, and I just knew that she would visit in a dream or even in a waking moment. I had been visited by others who passed in my family, so I really didn’t doubt she would stop in to give me love as she was crossing over.
A couple nights after she passed, I was a bit disappointed that she had not visited. My wife and I were flying out to North Carolina for the funeral, and I talked to her about my disappointment. Although I was saddened, I knew that Memaw and I were so close in life, one more visit would not mean we had any more or less love than what we had already shared. Still, I felt a void.
When we flew into Charlotte, my dad picked us up at the airport along with my niece who was probably about 12 years old at the time. She was sitting in the front with my dad , and my wife and I were in the back.
As we pulled away from the airport to head to the family home, my niece told us, “Memaw came and visited me in a dream the other night! She told me she loved me!” My niece then turned back to me and said, “And she told me to tell you she’s sorry she couldn’t visit you, but she loves you!”
My wife and I just looked at each other astonished. We had not said anything about my disappointment at not being visited by Memaw in front of our niece. We had not even discussed visitations from those who have passed with her.
I don’t know why Memaw couldn’t visit me. Maybe she had limited time or capabilities, and she felt my young niece needed her more. Maybe it is something totally different. Either way, I was so happy to get her message and so thankful my niece had been comforted.
I love you Memaw!