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Originally Posted by Cantwaittoarrive
Interesting article on Lincoln. An example of an intuition I missed. I told my wife when we were dating that I would die at 48 years old in a car accident that involved a head on and fire. Well for our sakes I was wrong but my best friend growing up was killed in a head on wreck that involved fire 2 days after my 48th birthday, Sad for his family but my wife found relief after the intial shock and grief because she said I guess it wasn't you that you saw but it must of been Willy. I had forgotten all about what I had told her until she reminded me after his death.
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I'd say that's pretty darn close enough to be a premonition.
Does he resemble you???? Or you just assumed it was you.
You must have nerves of steel.
Your poor wife must be a nervous wreck after you tell her these things (and then you totally forget what you said).
When I was 39, I felt a "presence" in the bedroom in the early morning.
It wasn't scary at all.......just a brief filmy passing at the foot of the bed and exiting the door .........brief and quick. It was New Year's Eve....or a few hours thereafter.........no drinking involved.....we just sat up late by the fireplace with our children....and had eggnog. Quiet in Vermont.
The next morning about 10 a.m. I got a call from New Jersey. He identified himself as my best childhood friend's husband and said he had some sad news for me. Pat had been not only my longtime friend but also our Maid of Honor at our wedding when we were 20. At 19 she had been diagnosed with Systemic Lupus and put on prednisone, with many many hospitilizations...........we relocated to Vermont at age 25; although we wrote letters back and forth and telephoned, her biggest wish was to come up and visit me and our children..........as she never could have any due to the Lupus (which in those days they discouraged pregnancies).
As luck would have it, every single time Pat planned a trip up to Vermont, she fell ill.......she had the type that spreads to your heart, kidneys, lungs, etc........systemic. I knew how much she wanted to come and I do believe that in her dying moments or shortly thereafter, she made the trip, finally.
I always remember her as beautiful and young , blonde, at 39.
Tom said that she had been in distress on New Year's Eve........he took her to the emergency room of their local hospital where she died, actually sitting up on the examining table..........they later told him and he told me on New Years Day during the phone call.......she died of an enlarged heart due to the Lupus..........
I knew it was her "ethereally" visiting.....it wasn't scary at all.
I've had the same type thing happen with my father, step father, grandmother, another close friend who died tragically........they all came to say goodbye..........plus I could write a book on people I've known were going to die before they did.
My mom also visited "a lot" in a very peaceful way after she passed.
None of these were frightening experiences.
It just happens. I don't think about them before hand. Hard to explain.
Sometimes I will say to my husband........" I wonder how Mr. or Mrs. so and so, our neighbor is? We haven't seen them in awhile"........within a day or so I read their obit." Friends tell me NOT to dream about them !!
I can't help it.
My mom always said that it isn't the dead that can hurt you but the living.