Hi, Mike

[Fierce Critter]

I had a dream after going back to sleep after my husband left for work Wednesday morning. My brother, Mike, who died of cancer in January, 1999 showed up at one point. Been quite a long time since he showed up in a dream of mine.

Nothing special happened in the dream, and he was just kinda "there" like people are. We shared some conversation, but nothing that left an impression. I almost forgot about it after waking up.

Then, I remembered his birthday is also in January, and I went to look at my birthday calender.

Yesterday was his birthday.

Made me cry a little. Oakley won't let me cry for long, though, so I didn't let the tears flow like I could have.

I miss my brother.

Thanks for saying Hi, Mike. Don't wait so long next time.

Oh, and Happy Birthday

[Brenda Starrr]

Aww, FC. My grandma speaks to me through my daughter sometimes. This is no joke. The people that we loved and lost always find a way to come to us. It's a sign that they're looking out for us in any way they can.

*hugs*

[fallennon]

I think that your brother is trying to show you that he's always around. Miss him, but realize that whenever you let him, he shows you that he's there...sometimes when I think about my grandpa I hug myself and talk to him. (We were really close). It may seem funny but every time I hear the song "What a Wonderful World" by Louis Armstrong (I think that is who sung it) I think of him. And it always seems to be on the radio when I'm really down and need to feel loved. Happy Birthday to Mike!

[LuluVox]

Everything is making me cry lately.

Annoying. (crying, not this thread)

[Fierce Critter]

Thanks, ladies, for the kind words.

Someday, I need to get a picture of the ships he used to build and share here. Scale replicas of sailing ships, made without plans, plank by plank, piece by piece. He would find a picture of a ship in a book, and somehow figure out how to render it in 3-D in exquisite detail. He was a genius, and it angers me that nobody outside of the immediate family has seen his creations.

Someday, I'd like to see if the Smithsonian would be interested in displaying one or more of them. He only finished 3 (one minus rigging) before he died.

Sylvia Brown, who you can roll your eyes at - be my guest - posed a theory that when we die, we can become "guides" - muses of a sort - for those here on earth. I'd like to think he's standing over the shoulder of some young woodworker somewhere, "showing" him/her how to create works of beauty for all to see.

[Lilith]

Critter u share things in such a touching manner, i know it has been said befor but this one thread hit home in more ways then one. I think it is wonderful you got the chance to share some time with your brother for his birthday. I only hope that those who i loved come visit me after they pass, I think when you get signs and smell there perfume, and dream it makes living with out them a little easier cause you know they are ok n keeping watch... i dont know thanks for sharing

Happy Birthday Mike

Mom i miss u 9-19-54 to 1-10-2003

harmony

[Marblez]

I am not trying to diminish your situation at all Critter, I fully believe that my mom has come to me in my sleep since she passed.

Nevertheless, I had a similar situation a few years ago. I woke up screaming and crying, it was the absolute worst awakening I had ever had. I forget what I was dreaming about in fact, I don't think I knew at the time. I just knew I was uncontrollably crying to the point of stomach cramping and heaving.

It occurred to me the next day that the prior had been my first wedding anniversary since my divorce.

Rick was with me and said that he knew what day it was and that it was related but he didn't want to upset me by explaining. I was glad for that. I wouldn't have wanted to focus on that for the rest of the day.