At the risk of sounding like a crazy woman I thought I'd post and see if others had this experience.
Last night, Cleo, our beautiful girl we had to have put to sleep last week, came back to me in my dreams. She was sitting on the rug in our living room and I was talking to her. DH walked in and I asked him if he could see her and he said yes. Then I scooped her up and kissed and hugged on her and told her how much I missed her. She was fluffy and healthy again. I felt a sense of relief when I woke up this morning.
This happened last year when we had to put out dog Andy to sleep as well. We were standing in the hallway and he was just standing there, wagging his tail (he had a tumor on his spinal cord and hadn't been able to do that for awhile). I woke up feeling at peace that morning, like he was telling me he was OK again.
It's weird, I NEVER remember my dreams, I even tell people I don't dream because I never remember them. But these two are etched in my mind.
So, am I crazy or do others experience this too? Is it my mind playing tricks on me to push me out of a sadness or do you think its really my friends coming back to let me know they are safe and OK?
Funny thing, I lost my Dad in early July after a long battle with alcoholism. We were estranged. I've never had one of these dreams about him.
Last night, Cleo, our beautiful girl we had to have put to sleep last week, came back to me in my dreams. She was sitting on the rug in our living room and I was talking to her. DH walked in and I asked him if he could see her and he said yes. Then I scooped her up and kissed and hugged on her and told her how much I missed her. She was fluffy and healthy again. I felt a sense of relief when I woke up this morning.
This happened last year when we had to put out dog Andy to sleep as well. We were standing in the hallway and he was just standing there, wagging his tail (he had a tumor on his spinal cord and hadn't been able to do that for awhile). I woke up feeling at peace that morning, like he was telling me he was OK again.
It's weird, I NEVER remember my dreams, I even tell people I don't dream because I never remember them. But these two are etched in my mind.
So, am I crazy or do others experience this too? Is it my mind playing tricks on me to push me out of a sadness or do you think its really my friends coming back to let me know they are safe and OK?
Funny thing, I lost my Dad in early July after a long battle with alcoholism. We were estranged. I've never had one of these dreams about him.
