Why the Dying See Their Deceased Relatives Before They Go

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Why the Dying See Their Deceased Relatives Before They Go – And What My Dying Mom Told Me She Saw

August 28, 2015

My quest to understand what the dying see began when I found out that my mom only had a few months (if that) to live. I wanted to be familiar with the stages she would go through and how I could best be there for her.

One of the things I read about the dying is that often they see deceased relatives or friends right before the end. In the world I grew up in (as a Seventh Day Adventist), I was taught that such things simply couldn’t happen. Yet, I read and heard story after story of men, women and children on their deathbeds who saw their dead mothers, fathers, grandmas, grandpas, aunts, uncles, brothers, sisters and friends. The same is true with people who experience “near-death experiences.”

The logical response to this phenomena is that lack of oxygen and the consumption of various drugs can do crazy things to the brain. Who knows what can occur when a person is hanging on by a thread?

As we neared the last days of my mom’s life, I so wanted to understand what she was feeling and seeing. The day before she took her last breath I decided to ask her.

First I wanted to make sure she could comprehend what I was saying. I told her I loved her, and she raised her eyebrows in acknowledgement. Then I shared a funny story about a conversation my sister and I had. The corners of her mouth turned up in a smile. I could tell that she was taking in every word.

And then I went for it.

“Mom, can I ask you a really serious question?” She turned her head and opened her eyes fully. I could tell she wanted to grasp every word that came out of my mouth.

“Mom, do you see any of our dead relatives in the room? Do you see your dad?” she shook her head to indicate “no.”

“Do you see your mom,” she shook her head.

“Do you see dad?” (my dad had died when I was 10). Her response was quite different this time. She began nodding her head to indicate “yes.”

“Is he here in this room right now?” she nodded. “Can he see me?” she nodded again. And then she tried to communicate with words, but was frustrated when she couldn’t get the words out. I could tell she wanted to share her reality with me so badly.

The next day mom was in a different realm. She wasn’t responding to me or my family members, yet she was having full-on inaudible conversations with a being I couldn’t see. Maybe my dad?

At times she would become quite animated, speaking deep within her throat and making guteral sounds. At one point, she kept shaking her head and saying “no.” It was obvious she was fighting something. I sat down next to her and tried to hold her. My sister also came into the room to let mom know she was there. I then called my brother and let him say hello.

Shortly thereafter, mom began having conversations again. When she spoke to the invisible being this time, it was as though they were having a cohesive conversation — one that I still couldn’t understand because by that time her vocal chords were shot. She’d talk and then listen and talk again. It was as though she was trying to make sense of what she was being told.

The conversation ended, and a bit later her body constricted. Her brow furrowed. Then something profound happened. Her soul (the mom I loved and treasured so much) completely left her body. Her body continued to breathe, but there were no more conversations. No more frowns or grimaces when you’d adjust her legs or back.

What I saw led me to conclude that she finally agreed to go. Could it be possible that she went with my dad? That he was sent to take her away and keep her safe along the way?

While I can’t be certain, this is what it seemed to be.

According to David Kessler, author and expert on death and dying, the following things often happen when a person is about to die.

  • The dying are often visited by their dead mothers.
  • Their hands often reach up toward a force that can’t be seen. (My mom did this)
  • Family members and friends of the dying can’t see their visions or participate in conversations.
  • Visions often occur hours to weeks before they die.

While there is no “proof” that their visions and communication with deceased family members or friends are real, some death and dying experts are adamant they should be taken seriously.

“People think it’s just confusion or the drugs,” explains Maggie Callanan. As a hospice nurse for more than 27 years, she has helped more than 2,000 dying men and women in their last days. “But frankly, the confusion is ours. The patient knows what is going on.”

Dr. Martha Twaddle, chief medical officer of the Midwest Palliative & Hospice CareCenter, explains further: “You can write it off and say it’s a hallucination, they’re not getting enough oxygen in their brain, but no, it doesn’t apply to many people in these situations. I have to believe they are transitioning; they are in a phase we don’t understand physically or metaphysically. And it is profoundly reassuring to see it happen.”

Following the death of my Mom, I am more open to the idea that something amazing (like my father being there to take my mom away) may occur. The experience is one I can never forget — and honestly I never want to forget.

Just a few weeks ago, I was wondering why I haven’t had many dreams of my mom since she died. As I was driving home from work, I said out loud, “Mom, it’s about time you come and visit me in a dream! Where are you anyway?” I then laughed it off and enjoyed my drive through my favorite canyon.

That night while I was sleeping, it happened. I had one of the most lucid dreams I’ve had in a long time. Mom was dressed beautifully. She peered at me with a HUGE smile. Her eyes were bright and full of life. She was happier than I had seen her in years. And she was younger, maybe her 45 or 50-year-old self. We didn’t exchange any words, but it was clear that she is healed, happy and free.

I woke up with joy in my heart.



  1. I had a similar experience when my Grandmother died.
    I’d worked in residential homes for old folks so already knew the signs that death was close,having seen people dying at work.
    My Granny had been ill for a bit and on the day she died I phoned & asked the doctor to come out & visit, he insisted she went into hospital, I pleaded back and forth on the phone asking if he’d just come & see her, thinking if he did he would see himself and not make her go into hospital, the hospital was over 40 miles away & I knew she wasn’t going to hold on but I couldn’t exactly say on the phone in front of other people (& my Granny).
    We all knew she always wanted to die in her own house where she was born but no he insisted she went in.
    While waiting for the ambulance to come out, my Granny started speaking to someone who wasn’t there (for us anyway), she was looking past us chatting away, she told us that it was her father (her mother died young & she helped raise her younger brothers & sister) had come for her, she didn’t often speak about her father
    She had had no drugs and was of a sound mind, so seeing this happen definitely made me think there’s got to be more out there we don’t understand. I’m convinced he was there to help her go wherever it is we go when we die.

    • Shortly after my grandmother died, I had a dream, in this dream I’m standing in aroom, I looked down to see an answering machine, as I looked up, she was standing there, she had white pearls on a white blouse, she took me in her arms and I told her I loved her, she told me,( she called my name and) said”you know I loved you more than anything, but if I had the chance to come back I wouldn’t, I know Heaven must be a grand place, because she was the kind of grandmother that always wanted everyone to get together!

    • This is very real, during my mothers last days, she told me who was in the room with us, and what they were saying, and she too would have full on conversations answering them…

      • The day my dad died I was in his room before we moved him to Hospice. My chair was against a wall and I could see the door. The whole day I kept looking at the door and looking behind me. I saw no one. But I later realized that I kept feeling the spirit of my sister who had come to take him with her to Heaven. Ever since she died, when a street light went off, I thought it was her saying hi. As I left his room to drive home, I said “Carol, turn out a light. I know you are busy, but do it anyway!” And just then a streetlight went off. I have no doubt it was her.

        And as a funny aside, my husband had quadruple bypass last week. I told him that if he saw his parents to just turn around and walk away! He is doing fine, so I know he didn’t see them!

    • My mother in law passed in our home of cancer, she was the last of 10 siblings. 2 days prior to her passing she saw her mother, brother and baby in the room. The baby was my husbands first grand daughter who was still born! It was a comfort to know she was with family upon her transition to the other side. We are forever believers!

  2. Our 47 year old son had a brain tumor that could not be cured. Towards the end of his life here on earth he did not talk, his right side was paralyzed and he had his arm on a pillow. Our daughter, eleven months younger, was alone with him and all at once his lame arm went up, he was “gibber gabbering” smiling and laughing. She asked him what it looked like and he replied “Beautiful, beautiful!” He passed a couple days later with a smile on his face.

  3. Im curious to know who the author of this article is. This article was published on my birthday in the year my Mother passed, it will be 2 years this coming thursday feb 16, I was also raised a Seventh Day Adventist.
    She did speak of family who had passed, I was with her during her last hours. Also recently got to hug her in a dream & woke up feeling good!

    • I to was raised SDA & u well you know their beliefs on dying & state of the dead..before my mother died 3 years ago..she had dreams where she saw the most beautiful butterflies in all different colors & would tell us how beautiful & peaceful everything was.. I can assure u she saw glimpses of heaven & loved ones by what she shared with us.. I’m so thankful & I miss her so much but I know she’s at peace & we will all see those again that have passed before us.. God is so good ❤️

  4. Read “Visions of Glory” by John Pontius. It explains a lot of this in great detail and why the dead visit their family.

  5. I’ve had 2 very different experiences. I was with dad till the end (passed from cancer at 58). He used to hug others, but with me, while I got my hugs from him in bed, he would always reach up and pat me on the face. This occurred more towards the end. His mom and his wife we still alive, so I’ve often wondered if he saw someone he was reaching for, or of I reminded him of his loved one that came for him? Hard to know. I was also with my grandpa when he passed and he didn’t say anything or make any hang gestures. It’s was a very peaceful passing for him.

  6. This was such a wonderful story. My siblings and I had a strange occurance while we were taking care of our Mother in her end stage of terminal breast cancer. I was living with her at the time and when I went in to check on her the person laying in the bed was my Grandpa, her dad, whom she was very close to before he passed years before. It really freaked me out. When I told my brothers what I saw they both experienced similar situations. One brother also saw my grandpa laying in the bed while my other brother saw our uncle, my moms brother who passed on years before. When she took her last breath the song Fly Away by John Denver was playing in the room. To this day that song was so fitting and yet so sad.

  7. My father passed away in my 9th birthday in 1997. I’m now 28 years old. The day after my 26th birthday I had a dream about my father but it was so realistic. He was holding a photo album with photos from my wedding and he was telling me how proud he was of me and my family. He then told me that is was so happy that I was going to have a second child. I woke up in a very surreal state. When I walked down stairs I was hit with a wave of nausea so I called my husband and asked him to pick me up a pregnancy test. I found out that I was in fact 2 months pregnant. I don’t know what happens when we pass but I fully believe there is so much more than this life.

  8. When I was about eleven, I went with my mother when she agreed to live in for the last few days of an elderly gentleman that she had been nursing by day. One night, I was woken by the sound of doors opening and closing and footsteps. Since he lived in the penthouse of a luxury building, it seemed strange. I got up and went across to the room where he and my mother were. Strangely, the hallway was silent. I opened the door and told her that the people were making a lot of noise. She got up and took me back to my room and told me to lock the door. Next morning, I woke and learned that he had died. Many years later, I asked why she had told me to lock the door. Turns out that she heard them too. She couldn’t be frightened because the old man was so joyous and he spoke to “them” by name. He was in a coma, mind you. Can’t imagine what she thought when I opened the door. Strangest thing is that the old man’s much younger wife was down the hall locked in her bedroom with a bottle of whiskey, saying that they were going to get her too. Three of us heard them, one a child. Mum never had another case like it in 60 years of nursing. So–yes–I believe they come for you. And isn’t it wonderfull

    • I was driving to work on a Thursday in 1999 (no cell phone) a few miles from my home I kept hearing a voice go home Call your Dad this continued on for a short time ! I turned around and drove home. No one was there at the time. I went into the house and called my Dad. He lived in another town and questioned why I was calling on a Thursday not waiting til weekend when it was cheaper. For two minutes and 35 seconds we visited😍 and then as Dad was talking I heard a loud whistle sounded like he was snoring☺. ,I commented “I know I talk a lot Dad but,; then quiet nothing😑. He had died😔. My guardian angel had sent me home to be with my Father as he went Home he wasn’t Alone😇

      • There’s so much more to existence and the universe than we can explain. Isn’t it wonderful. We have to trust our own intuition rather than listen to people trying to impose ideas on us.

      • Wonderful story. Do you have any idea who that guardian angel was? Did you recognize the voice?

  9. Thank you for writing this lovey article. I can relate. My mother passed about 20 years ago. I was holding her in her hospital bed. Her sister, my Aunt, was present. My mother, with her eyes closed, uttered a name I did not know, and said “I know you!” My Aunt was shocked. She said it was an Uncle they barely knew. Then she smiled a smile so big and took her last breath. I saw a light emanate from her body, that I am convinced was her soul. I was so privileged to be able to embrace my Mother as she passed. It was a blessing.

  10. I have had several (visits)from dead loved ones.I say visits because that is what they were.Dreams you eventually forget
    But,visits from the other side are NEVER forgotten.

  11. My grandad past away in the 70s of dementia and the day before I died he was screaming at someone in the room that no one else could see saying no no no!!! I will not go please give me one more day and started crying he ten smiled and said there coming back tomorrow when asked whom he was going on about he said that is mum and dad add come to take him on a horse and cart the next day he died very very Strange

  12. I believe in it!!!
    The night my mum passed away i layed on her bed with her and told her how much i love her and she should go be with dad & nan. after i had tucked her in i layed in bed cried and spoke to my passed love ones and asked dad to come and get mum as i couldn’t she her go through anymore pain. I finally cried myself to sleep around 4.30am next morning i heard the curtain be drawn closed and seen the nurses standing there i sat up and one of them grabbed me and said mum had passed on.
    I was relieved but sad at the same time that Mum was a peace and pain free also with dad & Nan.

  13. Before my mom passed she kept saying I seen your face , I believe in my heart ❤️ it was Jesus coming to tell her it’s alright . My mom passed at 8:00 am I know in my heart my mom is with family & friends . .
    After the death of my husband he was able to come forth in the spirit world to let us know he was alright . I have prof , a picture tells a thousand stories .

  14. This true to the First Nations people in Canada especially the Cree nation, they do believe before they die, they see their siblings, mithers, fathers and cousins who have passed on, they even talk to them, I know that is true as I have seen people talking before they pass on, even point to the people they are talking to.

  15. I had dated a guy off and on over a six year period, and loved him. One night I had a dream that I was in his hometown and I was very upset that he wouldn’t speak to me. I kept telling people that he was mad at me because he wouldn’t speak to me and everyone kept assuring me that he was not mad at me, he was mad because he had wrecked his car. I was talking to his mom on the front porch – I had never been there – and she too assured me that he wasn’t talking because he was mad that he had wrecked his car. I woke up thinking what a unsettling dream that was. Almost immediately I got a phone call that he had died early that morning in a car accident. When I was at his house for the funeral the front porch looked exactly as it did in my dream, down to the plants. It’s been 42 years and the dream still haunts me a bit. I think he was trying to say goodbye.

    • I have often had dreams of things happening ,, however alot of times the faces are obscured…clothing ,fine details , furniture and colors are all there but not the faces . Usually when I have a deja vu dream (my terminology anyway) they usually come true I a few months . My sisiter and I used to always get a “feeling ” when something was wrong with dad and check on him we were always right . Intuition is a great thing he passed and so has my mother ,, I wasn’t with either so I can’t speak for the end of their lives here but both were unexpected when it happened

    • My ex-husband got back in touch with me when he was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. I asked him, at our last visit before he passed, to stop in and say goodbye when he passed. He’s the only person I’ve ever asked to do that. I asked because I had already been visited by both of my grandparents after their deaths while I was sleeping. My grandfather often said my grandmother (his ex-wife) was sitting in the room. He kept asking us why she wouldn’t say anything. When they visited me, they did so together, in the house where they lived together and where my mom grew up. They were cuddling on a couch, laughing and talking.
      I asked also because, more recently, my current husband’s mother had visited as she passed. We were waiting to hear from our sister-in-law who was at the hospital while mom underwent surgery. We knew things had gone wrong, and were planning to take the 7-hour drive to their town in the morning. I was standing in our kitchen, leaning over to pick up a plate. Suddenly, I felt her grab me in a huge embrace. I ‘heard’ her say how much she loves my husband and me – but it was more an overwhelming feeling of love. I gasped, cried out, and grabbed the table to keep from falling. My husband spun around from the counter and asked what was wrong. I blurted out “OH That was your mom! She loves you SOOO much!” as I embraced him. He said ‘I know”. Then, the import of what had just happened dawned on me… I looked up into his sad eyes and said – oh my god honey. I… I hope I’m wrong. A few minutes later, he went into the other room to get his phone, and discovered we had missed the phone call letting us know she passed.
      On our drive, we saw many odd cloud formations, including one that looked like an angel, and a bird in flight, and another that looked like a line-drawing of a duck. The back of her casket had a bird in flight that looked exactly like the first cloud, and later that week, my father-in-law pointed at the top of their tv cabinet. He said that mom hadn’t yet found the right one for me. I was puzzled. He explained – there were three figurines up there – each of them represented a daughter-in-law. I had only joined the family about 2 years before. They were ducks. I still have the pictures of those clouds.
      So – the night my ex-husband died, I couldn’t sleep. I was up until about 4am, when I finally fell into sleep. Later, I awakened, reaching for my phone because it wouldn’t quit ringing. Except, I was reaching for a non-existent, old-fashioned hand-set phone. I came mostly awake as I held the imaginary phone to my ear, saying “hello? hello?”. Then, not hearing an answer on the ‘phone’, and realizing I was ‘dreaming’, I took the step of hanging up the imaginary phone on my nightstand before I went back to sleep. I got up around 11 the next morning, a Sunday, and found a message from his girlfriend letting me know he had passed around 6 am. Right at the time I woke up for that phone call.
      I realize this isn’t exactly about what the dying do just before their deaths – but I don’t know, perhaps my mother-in-law and ex-husband were talking to me just before they died. Either way – I am certain that there is more to existence than we comprehend. I am certain that we are, sometimes, able to reach beyond the veil. I am certain that the key to making those connections is love.

  16. Two days before my dad passed he sat up in bed with a huge smile on his face and started signing I love you to someone I could not see. I asked him who he saw and he said his mama. He continued to sign I love you then started repeating I love you out loud, verbally. His mother had passed in 1964 and was deaf at the time of her passing. I wanted so desperately to see my grandmother as I had been a month old when she died. Mostly I wanted to go with my dad and see what he was seeing. Eventually he laid back and within hours he was in a coma. He passed peacefully. It gives me so much comfort to know Granny was waiting for him. Three years later he came for my mother. I saw him standing at the foot of her bed for hours before she passed. When she passed the sweetest smell of roses surrounded me. I know it was her way of telling me goodbye. I look forward to day I see them waiting for me on the other side. What a wonderful day it will be when I rejoin my family and my Jesus.

    • That was beautiful, so glad you have those memories and the knowledge that they will be there for you also.

  17. Still wonder… my mom, who has had a stroke and has been in a nursing home a year and a half since, was very ill last week with pneumonia and a severe UTI. She is almost 91. I knew she was in very serious condition and was praying for the strong antibiotics to work but we were having such a hard time waking her up. On my day with her I had something I wanted to ask her so badly, something we had talked about before she had her stroke. You see, just over 9 yrs ago, I lost my 30 yr so daughter. She was visiting me, we ran some errands, comeback and I dozed off for about 1 1/2 hrs I woke up , went into my kitchen and she was sitting in front of the TV with her head dropped….she was still warm but gone. This was my mother’s first granddaughter after 3 grandsons and my mother was beyond in love with her and vice versa. So about 3 yrs ago we had the conversation that whomever of us crosses first will send the other a sign. I leaned into her ear last week and asked her if she remembered that promise and she nodded she did. I asked her if she had seen her granddaughter in the room and she said she heard her in the hall. I asked her about my dad who died 6 days after my daughter. He comes there she mumbled. He sleeps in the bed with her. She lost a very. close friend from the nursing home just a couple of weeks ago and she said he had been there. My mother doesn’t take any meds except something mild for depression and a very mild pain reliever….I call it baby aspirin. My mother seems to be getting a little better. I don’t know what she will remember but I believe wholeheartedly that when her time comes, these that mean so much will be just beyond the throne of Christ. But I have never assumed she would go before me, even last week. Our last breath came come at anytime. I’ve had a hard lesson on that ❤❤

  18. My father was diagnosed with cancer Jan 13,2010. He passed Apr. 22,2010. I spent a lot of time with him in the hospital and that at his home. Early on I would tell him to eat and sleep to get strong and fight. He said he hadn’t slept good since Late Aug 2009. I asked why? He said he was scared he wouldn’t wake up. I asked why? He was silent for a few minutes and finally said because of the dreams he would have. Dreams of what? I asked. He told me people would visit him in his dreams. Who? His long deceased mother, uncles, father, and recently deceased cousin. Before he passed he said it would be a bad year, he would not be going alone. His brother in law, sister in law, and my mothers uncle all died before 2010 came to a close. He wasn’t on drugs when he was dreaming. Is there an afterlife? Or is it your body knowing you will expire soon and starts preparing you? Oh well I guess I will know someday.

    • Why there’s no specific answer for all those confusion ? Is after life remain questionable on this earth?

      • Went my mother die she told us dad it come in his truck to pick her up .i saw a person dress in black go to my mother room .and a few minutes she pass away but there was shine light in room on her face and hopisc Nures say it light of God take her home we saw her soul go to light .

  19. The stories I have read was very interesting. My parents died 26 years ago in a car accident. A week before the accident, 10 October 1991, my mother dreamt of her mother and brother who died years before. We were visiting my parents. and m y mother told us about the dream she had and said she wondered why she dreamt of them. A week later 18 October 1991 they died. I believe that family members will come and fetch you when it is your time. I can not wait to see them again.

    • Well sweetheart don’t make it too soon your time will come when it is time I lost my husband five years ago enjoy the living family and friends now I know I do you will have eternity in the afterlife. Prayers for you and your family as you can see I have my husbands name in my email I miss him so much.

  20. Yes my grandmother lifted her arms up before she died reaching for someone. I was the only person in the room and she reached up toward a corner and when I grabbed her arms they dropped. She was reaching for someone to take her home I believe!!

  21. My Mom was lifting her arms up high just about a week before she passed. I kept asking the nurses at the hospital about this and they couldn’t give me an answer. I figured she was asking a higher power to take her. She had cancer and I think she couldn’t fight it any more.

    • My mom was dying with cancer about a week before she passed she was in the hospitial and she raised both arm up in the air with a beautiful smile on her face And said do you see all the beautiful angels,,,,so yes i believe your loved ones come back for you,,,because my moms brother was dying with cancer too and mom had allready passed two days prior and he asked how my mom was and in his condition failing we felt best to tell him so we lied to him,,,they were really close we were protesting him,,,but anyway we told him she was doing ok,,,he said no thats not true,,,,because i see her standing in the doorway waiting on me with mom,,,,so yes i believe our loved ones come to get us for our journey home,,,,

  22. I fully believe that we can see the deceased when my brother was dying with lung cancer and then his final stage he would point to the corner and my sister and I both could see my mother then when he was getting ready to cross over he had a favorite chair in the living room our mother was in there wondering and wondering and wondering around the chair she was waiting on her baby to come home

  23. My dad passed away 26 years ago and i still missing him so much… One day i mumbled in the air asking for him to come in my dream. Few days later my 3 years old son screaming in his bed, he said that there was someone standing near the door, but i couldn’t see anyone or anything. I asked him to describe, he said that the person is a man, big and tall, wearing grey suites (this is my dad outfit when he was buried), and smiling. I asked whether he asked him to go, he said no, the person is just came by.

  24. These are beautifully awesome experiences that I thank all these folks for sharing with us. At almost 71 yrs of age, I think about what dying is like. I was with my mom when she died in my arms. She had gone into a coma the day before. She was about my age and suffered for many years with kidney failure. She had been on dialysis for 18 yrs. prior to that. And as I held her head against my heart and told her to go with the angels she stopped breathing and I laid her head gently on the bed and thanked God for sending his angels to bring her to Him. I hope I go as peaceful and gentle as she did.

    • You are so lucky your mom went that way my parents are elderly I worry about this nonstop I am the only child that still lives by them I can’t leave them now they depend on me more than they realize just like I did when I was tiny.

  25. My dad passed away in 2007 from cancer. About an hour before he passed I was sitting on his bed and he asked who was that standing behind me but I couldn’t see anyone. He kept saying right there and pointing. I was standing beside him when he passed and he was trying to speak to me. I wish I could have known what he was saying.

  26. I was not present when my father passed but I did get to see him about a month before passing. I was secretly grieving the fact that I never said good bye and going through a lot of guilt. A week after he passed he came to me in a dream one night. He let me hold him and cry in his arms. He let me tell him everything and show my love. The dream was very vivid and something I will never forget. I woke as soon as he left and realized this was not just a dream but his way of coming to me and easing my pain.

  27. My beloved grandmother passed away just 2 months before my youngest daughter was born and when Michelle was only a few weeks old she would reach out her little arms and smile so big while in her crib; I didn’t really think a lot of it at the time, but as she got older she would talk about her angel. One day when she was about 2 1/2 her older sister and I were having a conversation about buying something without checking it out first and Michelle looked up and said “like a pig in a poke”. That was one of my grandmothers favorite sayings but to my knowledge I had NEVER used that phrase before. I have always believed that my grandmother came as a guardian angel to her youngest – and last – grandchild.

    • When my daughter was approx 1 years old, I tried to get her to go to sleep, so I took her to our guest room and had it extremely dark. She kept saying look at the pretty flowers, but there were no flowers in the room. I believe she saw my grandmother who had passed away a few years before she was born,

  28. My sister had stage four cancer and she ended up living or should I say dying in a nursing home. I would go see her almost everyday as I was her caregiver for 34 yrs after my Mom died. She was handicapped but could take care of herself but needed help. The night before she passed I was getting ready to leave and said “Katieann I love you, you look tired so I am going home and will be back in the morning”. She turned and looked at me and said ” I won’t be here in the morning”. I was so taken back that I didn’t fully understand what she was telling me. Then in the middle of the night God spoke to me as if to back up her statement and said Katie will not be there in the morning. I sat up in bed and shook my husband and said what I just heard. He said you were just dreaming. At approximately the phone rang and I couldn’t get to it in time so I called back. It was the nursing home to tell me Katie had just passed. I was so shocked but on the other hand I was told this before by her and God. When I arrived at the nursing home the chaplain came in to see us and said she had told him several days before that God was near. I truly believe she saw God and maybe my family. You see the 19 mos before that 4 of our siblings passed away. I am the only one left and I can’t wait til the day I see them all again. I truly believe people see people or God or Angels.

  29. Thanks for sharing. I lost my grandma on December 22,2016
    We buried her on Christmas Eve. She was 92. I love her so much. I can’t wait to see her again.

  30. Thank you for sharing…simply beautiful and I am glad you came to see that the answer does not lie in science but in spirit!💫💚💫

  31. I knew my mom, who had passed two years before, was in my house waiting for my Dad. He was dying of colon cancer. He had said she had been in bed with him several weeks before he passed. She sat on the edge of my bed a few weeks before he died and placed her hand on my shoulder later before my Dad passed. He also had conversations with those who had passed before him. I know my mom took him home with her when he died. He also left his body prior to the body dying.

  32. A few days before my father was released from the hospital to go home on hospice he reached his arms up in the air over his head which seemed impossible because he was so sick and weak he couldn’t move. When I ask him what he was reaching for he said his mother and father. When he came home on hospice he was fading in and out and he had his eyes closed and he started talking and he said I’m not going to school today. I think he was talking to his mother and a couple days later he passed away.

  33. When my mother-law was really sick in the hospital and they couldn’t do anything else for her, and we knew she was dying..we brought her home to have hospice help out with her. We had a hospital bed put in the living room so she could have all the visitor she wanted. She was in a lot of pain, and hadn’t eaten in four days..But she was so happy because she new she was going to go be with Jesus and her Hunny who had passed away 14 years ago..she kept talking to him and said that he was there in the room waiting for her. None of us saw him but we could fill his spirit strong..she was home only one day, and the hospice nurse told her she would see her in the morning, and she said no I won’t be here in the morning..she passed away in the early hours the next day.I know that our love ones come and are with us as we return home to our Heavenly Father and Jesus.

  34. These are beautiful comments and I hope it happens this way, my 90 year old mother was in hospital last year and I really thought I’d lose her and was praying for help, I was calling for her parents to help her keep going as she was their little girl and she missed them so much, also my dad who’s been gone for 16 years.She did come home okay that time but if only they could help her when the time eventually comes I would be so grateful and tbh imagining my lost relatives back together and happy would help me so much as well.

  35. I woke up one morning and I could tell my Mom’s spirit had been here overnight because of something she did. She did it twice the day she died, after she had died. Well I found out later Moms beloved niece had been shot and killed overnight. It would seem that Mom came to take her to Heaven and while she was nearby, had stopped in to visit me!

  36. I was with both parents when they died. He was 74 and died of cancer and Parkinson’s. She was 61 and died of cancer. Both had in-room hospice care. My mom started seeing her grandmother and her favorite cat about a week before she died. We’d ‘catch’ her petting her cat while in a mid-sleep. She seemed to think it was perfectly normal. She had adored the grandmother, so it was very comforting for her to be there with her. She died about a week later, and was also mumbling a lot at the end. My dad died more quietly but did seem to “wake” up and mumble/talk before his spirit left his body. I was asleep in a bed next to him and woke up when his spirit left the room. It was Easter morning, so I assume he had a party to get to. He also saw an angel when in the hospital and was not at all prone to believing in angels at the time. I believe wholeheartedly and thank you all for your stories here.

  37. My discernment on how souls go to Hell or Purgatory or Heaven

    In September, of 1995, my wife, my daughter and I went to a Marian conference in Chicago. While we there listening to the speakers, a thought came to my mind about how souls go to hell. Now no one was talking about this subject, for some reason I just started thinking about it. Before I go on, I must tell you that I have read several messages that state that God does not send souls to hell, that the soul sends itself to hell, and I had wondered how this could happen.
    Well as I said, I was thinking about this, and it is like this, darkness is sin and light is God. Now if a person lives in a room or cave of compete darkness and has been there for along time, when that person comes into the light, he or she can not stand the light so the person goes back in to the dark room. This is like a soul that has lived in sin, when the soul dies, it can not stand to look at God, Who is pure Light, so the soul drives itself into hell.
    Now the next day I was praying before Jesus in the blessed sacrament, the Holy Eucharist, when I began to think of this again and it was like this, a soul who lives in sin lives in darkness, but if the soul, while still living would let some light in, then when the soul died it would be like a person, who was in a dark room but let some light in. So then when the person went into the Light, he or she would be able to squint their eyes and look at the light and eventually be able to open their eyes all the way. This would be a soul that, when it died was not pure enough to go to heaven, so it went to purgatory.
    All souls are different some have to squint harder then others and some can adjust faster to the light and some live always in the light, their eyes are wide open, these go straight to heaven.

    Now on this same subject I would like to quote from the book “The Victorious Queen of The World”, a spiritual diary of a mystic, Sr. Natalia of Hungary, page 45:

    “Once I cried on Jesus shoulder: “Why did you create hell?” To answer me, Jesus brought me to the judgment of a very sinful soul, whose sins He forgave. Satan was outraged!
    “You are not just! This soul was mine all his life!” He shouted to Jesus: “This one committed so many sins, while I committed only one, and You still created hell for me.”
    Jesus then with unbound love told Satan: “Lucifer! Did you ever ask Me for forgiveness?” Then Lucifer, seemingly beside himself, shouted: “That never! That I will never do!”
    Then Jesus turned to me, “You see, if he could ask Me for forgiveness only once, hell would cease to exist.”

    In November 1995 I bought a book “The Sorrow, The Sacrifice, and The Triumph” by Thomas W. Petrisko, which had just come out in November 1995. This book is about Christina Gallagher, The Apparitions, Visions, and Prophecies.

    Now I do not promote or judge Christina Gallagher or any other visionary. I do read several books that I get at Marian conferences and some are on visionaries. I try to do as St. Paul says: Hold on to the good and let go of the bad and obey what the Church teaches.

    Now I would like to quote, what happens at death starting on page 117, “ When release from the body each soul is destined for immortal life, and its future in eternity is determined by its state when death takes place and the soul is released from the body.

    When the body dies and the soul is released, it suddenly finds itself in the full light of awareness, able to see itself as it stands in the sight of God. It then realizes the darkness to which the body’s actions condemned it. The sensitivity of the soul to the enormity of the Light of God is like the naked eye before the brilliance of a thousand suns, and the soul in darkness quivers in pain. It plunges itself into the sea of Hell to avoid the pain of the enormity of the Light.”

    “The soul destined for Purgatory seeks shade at the level in Purgatory appropriate to its own imperfection. It will automatically plunge itself into which it failed to atone sufficiently; it will gladly go to whatever level of Purgatory is necessary, and it will be eternally grateful to God, in the knowledge that it will one day gain His Presence in Heaven.
    2/17/05 Also from The Diary Of St. Faustina, I quote, “After these words, I received a deeper understanding of divine mercy. Only that soul who wants [to be damned] will be damned, for God condemns no one.(1452)
    To St. Faustina: “My daughter, know without a doubt, and once and for all, that only mortal sin drives Me out of a soul, and nothing else.” (1181) AND “My daughter, know that you give Me greater glory by a single act of obedience than by long prayers and mortifications.” (894)

    Also from The Diary Of St. Faustina, I quote, “At the end of the road there was a magnificent garden filled with all sorts of happiness, and all these souls entered there. At the very first instant they forgot all their sufferings.” (153)
    Here is something else I would like to share with you.
    This is why Jesus asks us to live in constant penance for our sins! We should meditate on how much He suffered for our sins, in order that we might reach salvation. We should ask His forgiveness often and love Him for His unfathomable love!

    Go in peace and the Love of God
    And pray for me
    Charles Fears

    • There is no porgatory in the Bible, once you died there is only two options hell or heaven. The Parable of the Rich Man and Lazarus
      (John 5:39-47)

      19There was a certain rich man, which was clothed in purple and fine linen, and fared sumptuously every day: 20And there was a certain beggar named Lazarus, which was laid at his gate, full of sores, 21And desiring to be fed with the crumbs which fell from the rich man’s table: moreover the dogs came and licked his sores. 22And it came to pass, that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels into Abraham’s bosom: the rich man also died, and was buried; 23And in hell he lift up his eyes, being in torments, and seeth Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom. 24And he cried and said, Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus, that he may dip the tip of his finger in water, and cool my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame. 25But Abraham said, Son, remember that thou in thy lifetime receivedst thy good things, and likewise Lazarus evil things: but now he is comforted, and thou art tormented. 26And beside all this, between us and you there is a great gulf fixed: so that they which would pass from hence to you cannot; neither can they pass to us, that would come from thence. 27Then he said, I pray thee therefore, father, that thou wouldest send him to my father’s house: 28For I have five brethren; that he may testify unto them, lest they also come into this place of torment. 29Abraham saith unto him, They have Moses and the prophets; let them hear them. 30And he said, Nay, father Abraham: but if one went unto them from the dead, they will repent. 31And he said unto him, If they hear not Moses and the prophets, neither will they be persuaded, though one rose from the dead.

  38. My dad passed September 27, 2015 after a 10 year journey with Alzheimer’s. Unfortunately, I learned the hard way that Alzheimer’s and anesthetics don’t mix. It progressed his Alzheimer’s and we made the decision to place dad in a nursing home. Off and on for a few weeks before he passed, I was listening to the conversations he was having from time to time with his mom and sister. Numerous times I told dad it was okay for him to go when he and God were ready for him to come home. The morning he passed I had spent the night with him and left to check on mom about 9:30 am on that Sunday morning. It was an hour drive from the nh to my home. I had the sunroof and windows of my car were opened, it was beautiful. I was talking out loud, and listening for any words of wisdom. I asked my brother if he could hear me to give me a sign and get ready to welcome dad home. I was laughing out loud as though my brother was sitting next to me. I happened to look at the time on the radio, it was 10:45 am, and asked again “where’s my sign”. Within seconds a song came on the radio, Beatles “Yellow Submarine” which was my brother’s favorite song. I felt a strange chill in my veins. I got home and as soon as I walked in the door at 11:05 am, the phone was ringing my dad’s favorite RN was on the other end. She let me know that dad had passed as they were changing his clothes. I asked for a time of death, her response was 10:45 am……….. I knew then it had been my dad and brother that I felt while I was driving listening to Yellow Submarine. I was in happy tears at the time and thanking God for the feelings I was having.

  39. I lost my beloved father in February, 2016, my beloved mother in April, 2016 and my brother in October, 2016. I was taught that the gulf between the living and the dead is vast and that the dead cannot communicate with the living and that the dead, if they had accepted Jesus Christ as their personal Savior, were so happy, in their new “home” that they did not wish to return. Having said this…At the age of 28, I lost my beloved Grandmother…I was grief stricken and cried at the mere mention of her name. Once, after a period of great stress in my life, I thought she visited me one night as I laid in bed. She stood at the foot of my bed and whispered, “Sister, (which is what she called me), it’s alright.” Nothing more, nothing less. I never had another visitation from her again. I have not had a visitation from either of my parents or my brother and I don’t believe that I will….They are happy and content praising their Lord and Savior…I believe it was mere grief that made me believe that my grandmother stood at the foot of my bed…Nothing more, nothing less.

  40. Reading the article put a bit of hope in my heart (I’m caring for my ill Mother). Reading the comments, well, that put tears in my eyes.

  41. I’m a Hospice nurse and I can absolutely attest to the fact that we are greeted by our loved ones at the end of life. I have witnessed numerous people pass and they have each confirmed for me that they were seeing their deceased loved ones. One particular instance will always stand out for me. I was with a woman who was transitioning to the end and she was somewhat short of breath and staring at the right corner of the room toward the ceiling. I asked her if she was seeing anyone who has passed before her and she answered “Yes,” as she kept her gaze fixed on the ceiling. I explained to her that those are our loved ones and they are waiting to take her hand and lead her on the rest of her journey. I explained that we were here on this side, holding her hand until she was ready to let go, and that they would take her hand and lead her the rest of the way. I reassured her that it was nothing to be frightened of, and that the next place was ALL about love. After a few moments, I said to her, “I hear that it’s beautiful there. Is it as beautiful as they say?” I kid you not….her breathing became normal, she turned her head to look me in the eyes, and the smile on her face was as bright as a Christmas tree. She responded with the most responded, Yes!” She stared at me for only about 10 seconds before turning her gaze back to that spot at the right corner of the room, up there by the ceiling. The hair on the back of my neck stood up and I knew I was in the presence of angels. I’ll never forget that moment. I’ve had many moments similar to that, but this was the first time I received such confirmation. There is absolutely no doubt in my mind that there is another place after out to me here is done.

  42. I was there when my 102 grandmother passed away and in her right state of mind she began talking to children telling us look they are going into the closet. Now mind you her air vent was closed because she was always cold, you could see movement of the drapes. She was supposed to die at home, but at the last minute she decided to be moved to a hospice. We followed her orders there she declined further, but was still in her right mind very loudly she began yelling momma and Papa. I asked her why do you yell this continuously her response was well they are so high up in the sky and have been dead for so many years they can’t hear me. She went on to yell for the next two days. Nurses gave her morphine but even through the powerful drug she kept yelling out their names momma! Papa!. Then all of a sudden she stopped and smiled. Like she was looking at someone. She raised her hand like she was touching someone’s face. At that moment I felt the room get cold, but I also saw a strange light around my grandmother face. At that moment my shift came in. My sister’s were taking turns so we could get rest. I told my sister everything she said she figured it would. My grandmother passed away that night peacefully. I do believe there is life after death.

  43. I just recently lost my first true love ❤️ He died of a massive heart attack on March 26, 2017 at the age of 48. We were together from Dec. 31,1983 until Oct. 28, 1988. I was 16 when we starting dating and he was 15. We were very young and made some dumb choices. We were engaged when he cheated on me with my best friend. He broke my heart so badly that I never recovered. I ended the relationship. I went on to marry and I loved my husband but not like I loved him. I swore that I would never love anyone that much again for fear of being hurt that badly again. He apologized many times though the years and I forgave him. Every year after we split up he would call me on Dec. 31 no matter what. He went on to marry also but he still made that call every year. So for 28 years I have received that call and it’s going to be so hard not to get a call from him this Dec. 31. We talked a lot through the years and remained friends. I’m just hoping that my phone rings on that day and then I will know that he is still with me. I’ve been married twice and have a wonderful son from my second husband. I just couldn’t fully love either of my husbands like they deserved. It’s really sad that I let him have so much of an impact on the rest of my life that it’s easier to just be alone. My son is 15 and in a few years he will start his own family. I just hope he never gets his heart broken that badly. RIP Michael 😔

  44. Here is a story of a great uncle told to me many times by my grandmother (his older sister) and her husband, my grandfather. The uncle was reportedly a hell-raiser as a youth, completely irresponsible and rebellious. He hung out with the wrong crowd, and he rejected and eschewed all religion, especially the faith of his deeply Roman Catholic parents and siblings. When he was 30 he was involved in a car accident that left him paralyzed from the neck down. He was in the hospital flat on his back for 6 months, with no hope of recovery. As time went on, the Benedictine Nuns who worked as nurses began to tell his family that he was frequently agitated, at first cursing and arguing loudly with no-one who could be seen. When my grandparents had an opportunity to visit him one day and asked how he was he replied, “The Devil is pulling at my feet and the Angels are pulling on my shoulders.” Well these violent verbal episodes continued for 6 months. Then one day, he began to ask his visitors to read specific passages from the Bible to him. Now, here is a man who had turned his back on religion many years previously and yet he knew exactly which Gospel, and which passage he wanted read. As if he now had a thorough grasp of the Testament, chapter, and verse. He grew very calm. One of the nun-nurses who had witness these violent ravings and then the calmness and sudden knowledge of scripture, reportedly told my grandparents, “He is calm now. The angels have won the struggle.” And not long after that, he passed away in complete peace.

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