So i’ll start with a little background on myself. I was raised by my grandparents my,
mother passed away due to pneumonia and the complications from my birth. I have
a brother that’s three years older than me he was with me when this occurred.
I was about 4 or 5 at the time but still remember so vividly what happened. It was a
beautiful summer day sun shining perfect weather. My brother and I were in our fenced
in backyard playing when all of a sudden a shadow looms over us, we both turn around
and there she is I knew it was her from the pictures I’ve seen of her OUR MOTHER.
We’re both just standing there shocked at what we are seeing, She was right there
hovering about a half foot from the ground with the vast wings of an angel, as we stood
there in awe she began to speak. When she spoke I remember feeling a sense of peace
and safety like I knew she wasn’t there to bring any harm to us, I felt the good energy
radiating off of her. She told my brother and I to be good and listen to our
grandmother, always protect and be there for one another, and to grow up to be good
people. My brother and I both ran inside to our grandmother yelling “Granny! Granny!
we just seen our mom in the backyard” you could see the disbelief in her face until we
described our mother to her. Then my grandmother asked “Did she say anything?” we
both told her what our mother had told us and she burst out into tears I couldn’t tell if
they were tears of joy because god had allowed us to see our mother, or tears of sadness
because she misses her daughter. We then ran back outside an she was gone. I had
thought this to be a dream or figment of my imagination up until a few years ago when i
was at my brothers house visiting. We were sitting at his kitchen table smoking a joint
when i asked him ” Do you remember when we were kids and our mother came to us in
the backyard?” He had this shocked look on his face like he had just seen a ghost.
Upon talking with him about it he described everything as i remembered it. He then
recited to me the words our mother had told us all those years ago, and just then I had
realized that it was no dream nor figment of my imagination that this event actually
occurred I had met my mother as an angel. We both thought we had dreamed that we
met our mother as an angel when in all actuality this really happened. Two people can’t
have the same dream at the same time and remember the same exact details and words
that were told to us. I am now 27 years old with a family of my own and I still carry
those words with me to this day and I have a strong faith in our creator. I look at it as
proof that there is a heaven and a hell because i met my mom as an angel.