Originally Posted by ladyjane (Post 4287118)

I have been struggling with some recent losses and today someone posted this on Facebook...it really touched me. Thought I would share it. Oh...and btw...I had a pup years ago who I was extremely close to...I talked to him daily and asked him for a sign that he was ok...I got it! It was not my imagination...matter of fact the way he communicated with me was through another pup and he did it with two other people who also loved him...my son and my friend. I know they watch over us...that one convinced me of it! I wish you peace ...

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying...you found it hard to sleep.

I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear.
"It's me, I haven't left you...I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."

I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea.
You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down to me.

I was with you at the shops today, your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.

I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you that I am not lying there.

I walked with you toward the house, as you fumbled for your key,
I gently put my paw on you. I smiled and said, "It's me."

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know that I was standing there.

It's possible for me to be so near you every day.
To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."

You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew...
In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.

The day is over...I smile and watch you yawning
And say, "Goodnight, God bless, I'll see you in the morning."

And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you and we will stand, side-by-side.

I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out...then come home to be with me.

-Author Unknown

Originally Posted by tammy8833 (Post 4287582)

Thank u doodle

Yorkiefan I wish I could give u a great big hug

Originally Posted by beachdog (Post 4288837)

Missing my Paris. You are in my thoughts.

Originally Posted by Nancy1999 (Post 4289039)

I took a class on dreams and look to your own words to find the meaning, no one can tell you what your dream means, but often your words give vital clues and that's why writing a dream down is so important, we can really "hear" our words. I think the first dream says that she’s still with you, you just can’t hug her. I’m not sure about the second dream, but it seems to be saying that she’s has her hair back, (she's okay, looks and feels good)but you can’t take her physically home. Your third dream is saying it exactly, ”she was around but I still couldn't touch her.” I think the final dream is someday, you will be reunited physically and you can actually hold your baby again. So bottom line, I believe that Gidget is telling you she's fine, she's with you and she's no longer in pain and although you can't hug her physically, you can hug her mentally and someday you'll be together again.

Originally Posted by Lou (Post 4290048)

We recently lost our sweet little Cassie. We had her for almost 14 years and she was the heart of the house. The dreams I have had about her have been many and so very real! I do believe they come back to visit.

I have a photo of Skeeter I just had to take. He and Adie grieved so when Cassie died. This photo is of Skeeter in Cassie's bed looking very sad. Next to the bed and just a few inches above Skeeter's little body is an orb. I KNOW that orb is Cassie's energy. I don't know how long they stay around but I am sure they do.

As far as letting go, that is totally up to you. We all grieve for different lengths of time and in different manners. I think a lot of your dreams might be coming from that grief but not all of them. If you talk to her as her for a sign. You will get it just like Lady Jane did.

Hugs
L

Originally Posted by butterfly (Post 4298568)

Boy, this post.. I think it is a good one, one we can all vent on what we have gone through after loosing our loved ones, pets or otherwise.

I do believe that after having lost, in a traumatic way, it is definately PSTD, it can take a long time to get through that.

I have lost many and had a lot of dreams. A sheltie I had was attacked and took two weeks before he finally died.

Of course, the worst was loosing our only child. Her boyfriend shot her in the back. She was only 20. It has been 10 years now, but it still haunts me in my dreams at times. The PSTD hung on for around 5 years. It is 'softer' now, but I just try to only think of the good times and when the horror part pops in I push it out. Have to.

Since then, I have lost 3 yorkies. One, was very close to our daughter and she just went downhill after we lost her. One had collapsed trachea but survived for 4 years with it. The other Angel, had CP and survived 7 years, she was a miracle. She saved my life because she needed constant care that I needed to give.

OK sorry everyone, but my fingers just kept typing. Guess I needed to get that out.

Originally Posted by butterfly (Post 4298568)

Boy, this post.. I think it is a good one, one we can all vent on what we have gone through after loosing our loved ones, pets or otherwise.

I do believe that after having lost, in a traumatic way, it is definately PSTD, it can take a long time to get through that.

I have lost many and had a lot of dreams. A sheltie I had was attacked and took two weeks before he finally died.

Of course, the worst was loosing our only child. Her boyfriend shot her in the back. She was only 20. It has been 10 years now, but it still haunts me in my dreams at times. The PSTD hung on for around 5 years. It is 'softer' now, but I just try to only think of the good times and when the horror part pops in I push it out. Have to.

Since then, I have lost 3 yorkies. One, was very close to our daughter and she just went downhill after we lost her. One had collapsed trachea but survived for 4 years with it. The other Angel, had CP and survived 7 years, she was a miracle. She saved my life because she needed constant care that I needed to give.

OK sorry everyone, but my fingers just kept typing. Guess I needed to get that out.