To ask if you’ve had a visitation dream?

Yes - about a year after my mum died. I dreamed I had gone to the land of the dead and I saw my mum from behind. She turned round and she looked well and fit and she said “I’m fine” and we hugged and I thought - where’s my sister and she appeared in the dream
and we held each other. The emotion was so overwhelming I woke up crying and am crying as I write this. I have lots of dreams with my mum in but they are ordinary dreams. This was totally different. I rang my sister, expecting her to have had the same dream as the experience was so vivid and real, but she hadn’t. Sadly this makes me think that it was a manifestation of my brain as my mum would have come to both of us if she could. It was however very comforting and powerful.

Yes, the night of the day my dog died. He wasn’t just a dog, we were so connected for 15 years, it’s like we could read each others minds. When he was PTS it was unexpected and devastated doesn’t begin to cover how I felt. In the dream weirdly I was sat at some kind of banquet table and sobbing because he’d died, and then all of a sudden I felt a lick on my leg and he was there, I can’t describe it but he was actually there, I could feel him and he was looking at me as if to tell me it was ok. And then (in my dream) I became completely hysterical because I knew he was there but he was dead, and that would be the last time I saw him. And then he faded away and he’s never returned in any dream.

My DF died in December, he was only 58. Shortly after I had a dream where he looked as he did about 10 years ago. He was telling me “I’m going to die on Sunday but it’ll be ok, I’ll be ok”. Obviously he’d already died but it felt very real, I woke myself up crying and am tearing up now just thinking about it!

Since then I’ve had a couple of dreams in which he appears as he did in the 90s when I was a child, when I think of him it’s those memories that make me the saddest and miss him most so I guess that’s why I dream of him that way.

Yes, with both my parents after they died. They were both more than dreams and I think that you'd have to experience one to understand. It wasn't that I dreamed about them but it was more of an experience. Both were many years ago but I can recall them both and it was in a strange way comforting, perhaps it was a goodbye?

A close friend died when I was a teenager, we'd gone in different directions over the summer and had also had a minor falling out, so not seen each other. I was guilt stricken for that falling out afterwards, but twice he came to me in a dream and told me it was all OK and gave me a huge hug that felt absolutely visceral and real. It still took years to get over the loss, but those dreams gave me a lot of peace

Not me, but when my little sister passed away my mum and my nan had the exact same dream of my grandad, who died when my mum was young. He came to the end of their beds, in different parts of the country, on the same night and was holding my sisters hand as if to say, it's OK I've got her. In the dream they were both wearing the same outfits, and they described it to each other identically. I'm still very skeptical and as a Christian a bit wary of this kind of thing but I can't deny the strange coincidence of this...nor the comfort it brought them both.

I don't think it's a visitation dream, as I'm not woo, but I had a dream I was in my grandparents house and my grandad was standing there, back to his pre dementia self and he said "I'm fine" and laughed. I remember it so vividly though and that was about 6 years ago.

my mum died nearly 21/2 years ago and I have had a few dreams with her in them. The one that I remember the most is where I saw her and she seemed alive and I said “you were dead” and I was overwhelmed and embraced her tightly and kept saying I” love you” again and again. It was like when people say they wish they could see their loved one one more time to tell them how they feel.

After my grandpa died when I was 9 or 10 I dreamt I was swimming in a pool, when I got to the edge I looked up and my grandpa was standing at the edge of the pool. I was confused and he said 'I just wanted to let you know that I haven't really died, I'm always going to be around'.

It was a lovely dream and it brought be a lot of comfort at the time.

I have yes. It's not something I talk about IRL.

I did.

An uncle who I lived died by suicide at age 27.
i was a teenager.

I saw him in a group of people, I got to him and he turned around and smiled at me. I asked him “why?”
There was no note, no indication and out of the blue for us all.
He shrugged and said something along the lines of “it was just all of the people “… like he had pressure from those around him that was too much.

We, as a family, over 30 years on have never recovered or got over his death. It was the single most influential occurrence of my life. The consequences of which affect me every single day still.
It will continue to bring a deep deep sadness to my being until the day that I die.

I had a very weird "dream" once. I was going through a very difficult time, and was having difficulty sleeping as I was constantly worrying about one situation in particular. This particular night I was in bed, worrying, not sleeping and getting very emotional. I was crying and wishing it would all go away. I said out loud "somebody help me" or something like that, I don't remember exactly.

Suddenly a feeling of peace washed over me, the room took on a gold hue and I swear blind there was a kind face looking at me.

The next thing I knew, the alarm was going off. I felt I had slept for a fortnight, I felt so rested and that feeling of nagging worry that had been in the pit of my stomach for weeks had gone.

I felt on top of the world, and I was actually able look at my problems in a fresh light.

I don't know who the face was. It wasn't anybody I knew.

When my grandmother died I dreamt I woke by her sitting on the edge of my bed. (I was here in the UK she lived in Denmark and never left) I reached out to her. I could smell her 4711 perfume and the hint of smoke around her so strongly and I said to her. I never told you I loved you.. she replies. I knew that and you know I knew that..

Then I felt asleep again.

Many will say this was just a dream but I felt the weight of her on my bed and I knew it was her. Even if she was different in her appearance kinda blury and younger in appearance..

I still recall it vividly and I've never experienced it again..

Yes a very dear friend I worked with for over 25 years passed 3 years ago unexpectedly in her early 50's. Whenever she comes to me in my dreams I wake up feeling so calm and serene and often with a tears in my eyes. It's a beautiful feeling. Miss you and your amazing laugh T, you went too soon.

I've only dreamt of my dad once in the 13 years since he died. He took me out to coffee and told me how much he missed me but he was so glad I'd had my son since his passing

I wish I could dream about him. I miss him so much but it seems like a block. But not dreaming about him makes his memory seem so far away now

I had a dream where I went downstairs into my kitchen ( my dad has never been to our current house) and he was standing there and gave me a big hug. It was so lifelike that I could feel his arm muscles around me and the wool of his jumper on my cheek. And then I woke up. It was bloody wonderful and I think about it often. When he died he was in pretty bad shape so it was lovely to have a more recent joyful memory to go back to.

This is my uncle’s story.

He’s deaf mute and was married to a woman who was also deaf. One day he had a dream where his father (my grandfather) appeared and told him to go see his wife. He woke up and she wasn’t by his side. He found her in the garage with another man.

Not actually a dream, but as I was climbing into bed after my Dad died, I felt him wrapping his arms around me

I had a dream that my ex's sister came to see me and my dc to say goodbye (I did know she was ill, but I live a long way away and wasn't totally up to date on how she was doing). She told me that she was leaving tomorrow. The next afternoon my ex-MIL rang to tell me she had died. I'm not at all woo, but I felt so very sure she had come to say bye.

A few days after my grandad died in 2013, I had a really vivid dream that he was walking up my front path, looking younger than I had ever known him but as he looks in photos from his young adulthood. I said ‘but you’re dead’ and he said ‘it’s fine though, I’ve come to tell you it’s fine.’ Later that day my dad told me, unprompted, that he had had the exact same dream the night before, right down to how my grandad was dressed and it being my front path he was walking on. I’m not a bit woo but can’t explain that one at all.

I only see him in my dreams a few times a year now but I always wake up feeling like I really have seen him, they aren’t like dreams at all. We always have a hug, he always smells just like he did, and he always says he’s come to tell me he’s fine.

I had a beautiful dream where my Dad and I were hiking and we got to the top of the mountain and I was saying we should probably head back down and he said, "I'm ok. I'm going to stay here. I like it". It really felt like he was was saying goodbye and I woke up feeling warm instead of sad.

My grandmother, a few weeks after she passed. I can’t remember now what she said word for word but she essentially pointed out of a window and told me she shouldn’t be here.

I told my mum about it and she said there was an argument in the family as to whether she should be buried next to her husband or two of her sons that had passed.

Yes, my Mum. She died very suddenly 11 years ago. I can't pinpoint when the dream was now but i feel like it was at least 4 or 5 years after her death so not at a time when i was still extremely preoccupied by the loss as you are in the immediate days, weeks and months. Anyway she was on their drive having just got out of a car. She enveloped me in the biggest hug, it felt and smelled how hugs with her felt. I can still remember the feeling and tears well up now just thinking of it. When i woke I said to my husband I genuinely felt like I'd seen my mum again. Even more poignant because I left for work one day and never saw my mum again so i never got to say goodbye. I really hope i experience this again

Not exactly but I had a lovely dream after my dad died in which he appeared fit and healthy and tanned, doing something he loves in a beautiful place. He looked really happy and told me it was 'marvellous here' so I decided that is where he is spending the after life.