In my last post I wrote about sitting in the closet of my house wanting to feel Donnie near me and wanting him to be able to tell me that it was ok that I had to sell the house. I was missing him so and wanting to feel him near me.
Well I got an email from a dear friend (family) She did not know about the post or anything I spoke of. She had a dream. She dreamed we had all come to her house, we had been moving and were tired and Donnie came in with us. She said he looked so good, khaki shorts, LSU shirt, full head of hair. He wasn't sick. She spoke to him and said we all looked at her like she was crazy and then in her dream she remembered that he had died. She started crying telling him that he had to speak to us, that he had to let us know that he was there with us. She said she woke up crying.
What a special gift she gave to me. She told Donnie he needed to tell us he was still with us. He did. Thru her.
It's funny how Donnie always seems to answer me when I need it most. I am a strong believer in the power of dreams.
Before my grandmother passed, I had a dream that my grandfather came to me and told me that he was coming for her. 600 miles away she told my cousin to go get her shoes and her pink dress. And when Bonnie asked her why, her response was "henry is on his way " she died just a couple of days later.
I dreamed Donnie's death before he was even diagnosed. In my dream there was something in his chest, I didn't know what it was but I knew it was evil. I remember screaming "GET IT OUT!GET IT OUT!" And i felt like someone was restraining me. And it killed him. The evil in his chest in my dream, is where his tumor was. I had that dream 2 months before his diagnosis.
Donnie has answered me thru dreams several times. Just 6 weeks or so after Donnie passed, my son Justin was in a head on collision. The truck was destroyed but Justin walked away without 1 scratch on him. A friend of Donnies from San Antonio who I had never met emailed me that he dreamed of Donnie and Donnie told him that Justin was ok because he was with him. I had gone to the cemetary just the day before and told Donnie what happened and asked if he was with him. He answered me.
The day I decided to take off my wedding ring, I wasn't sure it was the right thing to do. I struggled with the decision. I wrote about it. A very dear friend almost immediately emailed me begging me to call her right away. She asked me was I in my bedroom in front of a mirror when i took off my ring. I was. She wanted to know if my bedroom was brown. It was. She asked if I stood there with the box in my hand as I struggled with my decision. I had. There was no way for her to know any of those details. Yet she knew them. She had a dream the night before. She said it was like she was inside the mirror watching me. And as I stood there, Donnie was behind me. Smiling.
There were other instances that were similar to these. He has given me several messages.
Thru Donnies battle with cancer, I became friends with a girl that ended up losing her husband shortly after I lost Donnie. She went to see a medium. The medium told her that our husbands would stay beside us until they knew that we would be ok.
I had a dream about Donnie. It was the 2nd week of May 2011. I was in a house I had never seen before. I was standing at the kitchen sink washing dishes. And I looked up out the window and Donnie was outside. He was walking to his truck. He looked so good. He was heathly. All of his hair. His khakis and an LSU shirt. I panicked. I knew he was leaving. I had to tell him goodbye. I screamed WAIT!!!!! And took off running for the door. I just had to get to him to tell him goodbye. As I was running for the door, I stopped dead in my tracks in front of this huge picture window and he turned around. Our eyes locked and Donnie smiled and in that moment, without saying a word, we said goodbye. No words were spoken aloud but I knew exactly what he was saying. I woke up in tears. It was so real. I believe he came to me to tell me goodbye. I believe that he knew that I would be ok.
But even though he said goodbye to me that day. I knew or I hoped that he still watched over me. I wanted to know he was still there. I wanted reassurance that he was ok with the choices I made. And once again, when I needed him, Donnie visited Angel in her dream to let me know that he was still here,watching over us. What an amazing gift for him to give me.
Thank you Donnie, I still love you with all my heart and miss you every single day.