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lala

My father had lost his vision and leg to diabetes in his last weeks before he passed my stepmother would tell me he would look up at the ceiling and see people. My grandmother who had passed came to "pick him up" I'm Devestated that he is gone but I need to keep thinking to myself he is not alone. My father was a generous sensitive all around good person, and I know he is loved and cherished wherever he is now! X

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ModKonnie

My father had lost his vision and leg to diabetes in his last weeks before he passed my stepmother would tell me he would look up at the ceiling and see people. My grandmother who had passed came to "pick him up" I'm Devestated that he is gone but I need to keep thinking to myself he is not alone. My father was a generous sensitive all around good person, and I know he is loved and cherished wherever he is now! X

Lala,

My father and my mother-in-law saw "people" right before they passed. We all thought those "people" were angels coming to get our loved ones. You are right--your father is not alone, and neither are you.

We are here if you need us,

ModKonnie

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Jeff's Mom

uplifting and encouraging.

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bethypooh

Im not here to debate but John is doing what the bible says witness to all,You dont have to go over it and over it.You said the right thing and we thank you,but now the ones who want to see for ourselfs its now between God and our selfs .thanks again thoug John

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Jesse David & Taylor Mom

Here is an excellent thread I found on this from the allnurses.com site. These are experiences that are posted from medical people in hospice and end of life care...worth reading through...

http://allnurses.com...ead-428873.html

Another web resource is:

http://www.near-death.com/deathbed.html

 

Just a side note, even Billy Graham's grandmother saw her husband before she died...

 

Hopefully, as time goes on, our culture will gain greater awareness of this phenomena. When such acceptance occurs, more families will greet DBVs as opposed to retreating from them. As was often the case a century ago, visions and otherworldly reunions will once again be viewed as a benefit to all present at the deathbed. For example, the following deathbed reunion was very enlightening for one of America's most famous spiritual leaders.

 

Evangelist Dr. Billy Graham was with his grandmother the day she died. According to a quote in George Gallup Jr.'s work, Adventures in Immortality (1983), Graham's grandmother, who had been very weak, suddenly sat up and announced she was seeing her deceased husband, Ben. Dr. Graham's grandfather fought in the Civil War and had lost a leg and an eye during battle. Just before she died, Graham's grandmother said, "There is Ben, and he has both of his eyes and both of his legs!"

 

The grandmother left this world with a sense of exaltation at seeing her beloved husband whole and healed. The vision must have also been very comforting to Dr. Graham.

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Jesse David & Taylor Mom

From Marth Atkins, Death and Dying Counselor

 

She teaches people about the spiritual aspects of the dying process. From her website:

 

"I see patterns and hear the language + metaphors of the dying. I can help you see and understand them, too.

Being with a dying person can be one of the most difficult yet powerfully transformative experiences of life. If you're prepared, even a little, that will help immeasurably."

 

 

 

More videos located at:

http://www.marthaatkins.com/watch-videos/

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Jeff's Mom

Thanks Laurie, for sharing this with us. I hope it helps to offer comfort to all on this painful journey. 

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Jesse David & Taylor Mom

Article originally posted at:

http://articles.latimes.com/1990-04-22/local/me-518_1_fewer-children

 

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http://articles.latimes.com/1990-04-22/local/me-518_1_fewer-children

DIANNE KLEIN

The Visions of Dying Children Seem to Bring God Alive

April 22, 1990|DIANNE KLEIN

 

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Dr. Geni Bennetts, director of hematology and oncology at Childrens Hospital of Orange County, is a woman of science. She heals children, or she tries to, with the aid of the world's most advanced medical technology.

I have come to see her today, however, to talk about the vastness beyond the limits of medicine, a phenomenon that fuzzes black and white and verifiable scientific explanations.

 

Talking about this with me makes Geni Bennetts a little uncomfortable. She doesn't want to sound like a kook, which she is most certainly not.

 

"I cannot accept it as science," she says. "I accept it as part of life. I have never tried to prove it--or disprove it. I just accept it."

 

Dr. Bennetts and I are talking about life after death, about hope, and about children's amazingly similar visions only hours, or moments, before they die.

 

Listening to children foretell their own deaths, and then hearing them comfort the parents they will leave behind, has changed Dr. Bennetts' life. Never in her 15 years of treating children with cancer has she found a child's premonition to be wrong.

 

When Geni Bennetts tells me some of these children's stories, her eyes, and my own, cloud with tears.

Seven-year-old Danny had leukemia. He was hospitalized at CHOC and was not expected to survive. His friend, Timmy, had died not long before.

 

Late one afternoon, Danny's mother was at his bedside as her son slept. When he awoke, Danny found his mother in tears.

"Don't cry," Danny told his mother. "Do you see my angel? She's outside my window. She's telling me that she is going to take me to Timmy. She says that Timmy and I are going to go fishing."

 

Danny died later that night.

 

Some of the children that Dr. Bennetts tells me about have come from religious homes; others have not. All of them have been on medication, but their visions, reported matter-of-factly between more prosaic talk of everyday life, belie the suggestion that they spring from a drug-induced haze.

 

"We in medicine have seen people hallucinating," Dr. Bennetts says. "It isn't like that. These children are perfectly lucid."

 

The number of children who have had peaceful visions of their own death is impossible to know. Dr. Bennetts, however, is not the first to publicly talk about them.

 

Dr. Diane Komp, a specialist in oncology and a professor of pediatrics at Yale University School of Medicine in New Haven, is writing a book about similar experiences with her young patients.

 

After publishing an article in Theology Today in October, 1988, which spawned further publicity, she says many parents wrote to tell her of their children's peaceful deaths after experiencing such visions--during their waking hours or in their dreams.

 

"I think the impartation of peace from these experiences is what has had the most impact on me," says Dr. Komp, who has been practicing medicine for almost 25 years.

 

Dr. Bennetts says fewer children tell her of their visions these days because, thanks to medical advances, fewer of her patients die. And if it is at all possible, physicians honor requests to transfer terminally ill children to their homes.

 

Still, it seems, regardless of where a child dies, the stories of deathbed visions are remarkably the same.

 

"So many of the kids talk to their angels," Dr. Bennetts says. "One mother called me after her child died at home. She said the angels were there too."

 

And many of the terminally ill, she says, hang on to life until they have completed certain tasks.

Michelle, stricken with bone cancer, had been a patient of Dr. Bennetts for seven years. One day, Dr. Bennetts called on her in her hospital room. Michelle, then 21 years old, asked if she was going to die.

"I said yes. And then I started to cry. I told her I had done my best. She started to comfort me. She said that she just needed to know and then she showed me a list, which I didn't even read then, of the things that she wanted to get done. Before she died, everything on that list was done. . . .

 

"Children seem to know when life is leaving them, even at 2 or 3 years of age," Dr. Bennetts goes on. "I've seen one 3-year-old sit up in bed and say, 'I'm dying,' and two hours later, the kid was dead. . . . These children are not afraid if they are not in pain."

 

Another CHOC patient, 5-year-old Johnny, had leukemia. He had been close to a little girl, Erica, who had died of a brain tumor.

 

Johnny, at the time, was a big fan of "Star Wars." The movie had just come out. Johnny was taken by ambulance to see the movie in a theater, while lying on a gurney. He had all his "Star Wars" toys lined up at the foot of his hospital bed.

 

"I was in the room," Dr. Bennetts says. "And he started talking to someone. He was perfectly lucid. He had been talking to me and his mother. Then he said it was Erica who was there, and that she wanted to play with his toys. He wouldn't let her."

 

Over the next few days, Johnny told of seeing Erica again and again. He still wouldn't allow her to play with his toys.

 

"I had been thinking, as this went on, that if Johnny let Erica play with his toys, maybe he would die. . . . That's exactly what happened. The day that he told his mother that he was going to play with Erica was the day he died."

 

Jonathan, who was 8 years old, had a brain tumor, but he had been receiving chemotherapy and his condition was stable. Dr. Bennetts thought he had, at the very least, several more months to live.

 

"One night, at 2 in the morning, he bolts upright in bed," Dr. Bennetts says. "He says, 'I want to see a priest.' He wasn't Catholic, so I didn't really understand this, but he was demanding to be blessed and to see his mother and father and brother.

 

"They called me, and I told them to go ahead and call everyone. Father Mack (then a chaplain with St. Joseph's Hospital) got out of bed and blessed him. I came in. His family came in. He said goodbye to everyone. He said he knew he was dying and that everything was fine. He lay down and never woke up.

"I couldn't have predicted for anything that he would have died that night."

 

Another boy, a 4-year-old Asian whose family did not practice a Christian faith, had a vision of an angel visiting him and then summoned members of the hospital staff into his room. He thanked each of them for helping him and then he said goodbye.

 

"Then he laid down and died," Dr. Bennetts says. "He was not upset, not at all. But you can imagine. There wasn't a dry eye on the floor."

 

Geni Bennetts says that for most of her life, she did not believe in life after death. She has abandoned the religion of her childhood, and to this day she is not formally affiliated with any faith.

 

Yet her experiences with dying children have deepened her personal conviction that there is indeed a God, one who has taken, and cradled, the children that she loved.

 

"God was real to these children," she says. "It certainly is comforting to me that these kids are going on to a better place, where someone is taking care of them better than I could. I couldn't fix them. . . . These kids have changed my life."

 

 

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jamielagano1977

I dont know if im in the right place or not. But I wanted to share a few things.

In August 1989, my Uncle was murdered. At his viewin, I walk in to see him and my heart sunk. I had just turned 12 in June. My Grandmother, my Mother and I walked back in together to see him again, and this time, I saw him over his body and I started cryin more. I looked down at him and I noticed my Uncle was cryin too. I then pointed it out to my Grandmother and Mother, and said to them, "He's here. Look up." And they did. Tho, all 3 of us were cryin, we were smilin too. How is it possible you ask? Trust me, it's possible! A few days after his death, my Mother and myself, felt his presence multiple times. One of the days, we were cleanin his room: dustin, vacuumin. And as my Mother vacuumed his room, the vacuum shut off. It was still plugged in and we knew somethin was up. My Mother looked at me and I at her, and turns back as to the vacuum and says, "Ok Tommy, we know your here. I need to get your room cleaned up for your children." And all of a sudden, the vacuum turns back on. Another time, my baby sister and I were sleepin in my Mother and Father's old room (they gave it to us because we weren't gonna sleep in same room as my baby brother, and my parents slept in the livin room), my Uncle came out of our room from checkin on us girls and he looked at my Mother, put his finger to his mouth as to say shhh, and then smiled at her. She said the only reason she had seen him, is because, she thought she saw the hallway light come on. But it wasn't on. The light was comin from my Uncle. Different things happened here and there, like, my sister and I were outside by my Grandfather's garage listenin to a cassette tape with my Uncle's favorite song. We had just bought it the day before. We were singin and talkin. We thought the tape was defective because it kept actin weird. So we rewound it and played it again and it seemed to work. It got to a certain point in the song and we heard our Uncles voice. He said hi to us and said he miss us. We knew then that he was with us. Months past, less and less we felt his presence. We had to let go so he could go to Heaven. It was his time.

These next 2 happened to me as an adult. I was married to my 1st ex-husband at the time. His Grandmother had past 2 days before Christmas 1999. A week later, around midnight, we were in bed sleepin. I was awaken by the smell of fresh roses in our room. We didn't have fresh roses in our room! I sat up, looked around, saw roses bloomin in our room. I thought I was loosin it at first. So I laid back down, cuddled up to him and closed my eyes. I was awaken again by a light. A light that was shinin down upon him. Then it was gone. I then realized, his Grandmother knew I could sense and see things other people couldn't. She loved fresh roses. And the light was his Grandmother tellin me that she was ok. She was home in Heaven. Another time was somethin different. I was still married to my 1st husband. We were in bed asleep. It was around 2:30am, and I opened my eyes, yawned and turned. As I turned to lay on my right side, I see somethin and I thought I was dreamin, but I knew I was fully awake now. I sit up in bed, look to my right and I see an Angel. Look up and I see another. Two more at the end of my bed. They were beautiful! I proceed to ask if they were here (in the bedroom) to take 1 of us or my children. They shook their head no. They did not speak verbally. I was confused and puzzled on why I was seein them. Then they left, leavin me puzzled. Hours later we get a phone call. It was my husband's mother sayin that we needed to get over to our sister-in-law's house, that somethin bad happened. Our sister-in-law's father had died an hour before we were called. He worked for a tree service and was in a tree cuttin it when he had his heart attack, fell out of the tree and died. I knew then why the Angels were there for. To worn me that someone was goin to die. I told our sister-in-law a couple of years later what happened that day at 2:30am. I told her I didn't realize who it was gonna be to die. She understood and forgave me.

Today, if I sense anythin or anybody, I watch for the signs. It's not trickery or evil. I know the difference and it's all true!

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reader

Dear Jamie,

Thank you for sharing your experiences with us.

And for giving us comfort.

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