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by Kota Discussion Group
In Honor and Loving
Memory of Our Children
The creator of this
Grief Journey Q & A
was Stephanie Marrotek;
the current coordinators
are a mix of participants
who post questions once
a day or week or month
and invite all members
of our online discussion
& support group to
post answers. Some answer
only to the group, some
members have elected
to share their insights
in a more public way
through this column as
well. Our hope is that
you will find some spark
of inspiration or comfort
or help here. These words
are not offered as prescription
for the ways we "should"
handle grief. These are
just insights into how
others are managing
day by day after the
death of a child.
This
month's questions were
about dreams and nightmares.
The narratives of participants'
answers are below, and
these were the original
prompt questions:
1) Have
you or someone you love
had a dream or dreams about
your child who has died? Please
feel free to share the
dream(s) in as much or
as little detail as you'd
like.
2) Were the
dreams more like nightmares? If
so, how did you/do you
handle those?
3) Did
the dreams seem helpful
in some way? If
so, how? If not,
why not?
:
My friend from College,
Tara's, Daughter. Had a
dream shortly after her
grandma died, that her
grandma was in heaven holding
Amanda Joy, rocking her
in a rocking chair.
Hearing it, somehow comforted
me, to think that my
daughter was being cared
for by a grandma was neat.
: The only time
I've ever dreamed of
Adam after we lost him
was 2 days after I would
have conceived our 2nd
dd. I don't remember
if I've talked about
it here - I probably
have in some capacity.
I was sleeping when I
heard someone calling
me out to me - "Mommy!
Mommy!" I stirred
and sat up in bed, thought
I saw my oldest dd in
the doorway, but she's
never called out to me
like that without coming
up to me or staying in
her room. She just waited
there even though I told
her to come into bed
with us. She didn't budge
so I lay back down and
I figured it was all
a dream BUT the rest
of the weekend I felt
unnerved by it as if
there were more. And
I remember feeling like
the child in the doorway
was a boy, not a girl.
Two days later, it happened
again and then I knew
- I just knew - it was
Adam and I was pregnant.
Then a week and a half
later, we found out we
were expecting again.
My oldest wishes Adam
would visit her in her
dreams, but he hasn't
yet.
:
There was one dream for
me -- I had the dream
-- of Kota and me riding
a bus together... he
was old enough to stand
on the seat next to me,
looking out the window
-- and the bus bumped
and I wrapped my arm
around to protect him
and he giggled and his
head sort of bumped up
against my chin and I
could smell him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I could smell that little
kid smell on the top
of his head, in his
hair. And for some
reason, I felt much
better for days after
that...
:
Last night my god-daughter
Breanna who is 7
years old called me. She first
told me she missed me and asked
me how I was feeling as she
usually does. And when I told
her that I was doing alright
she said " I know how
MIRA MIRACLE is doing too." I
asked her how she was doing
and she told me she is happy
but still a little sad because
she misses her Mommy and her
god-sister (Breanna). She said "You
know how I know that?" I'm
not sure how I was able to
still speak but I asked her
how anyway. She told me that
my daughter came to her in
her dreams and told her this.
She wanted her to tell me she
is safe from harm and well.
I thanked her for telling me
and told her I love her very
much.
For those of you who
do not know, I did not
see my god-daughter for
9 months after MIRA died.
I had been looking forward
to having both of my girls
every weekend after her birth
since I already had Breanna
at least that much. I could
not bear to have just her
for that long. You can
read the poem I wrote about
it here http://www.mommyssweetmiracle.com/Letters.html
This is not the first time
Breanna has had contact with
those loved but no longer
here. She never really
knew her grandfather before
he passed away. She was
much younger but consistently
told us that her Pop Pop
Joe told her he would protect
her in her dreams. When
things like this come from
an innocent child what
choice do you have but
to believe her???
:
I can remember
a few [dreams] that I've
had:
A little less then a month
after Sierra died I have
a dream of an
image of her face, it was
SO vivid and clear. That
was always
something I wished for, to
know what she would look
like. She had
dark hair, dark eyebrows,
my husbands big beautiful
eyes with long
eyelashes and his round face.
She looked SO much like me
when I was a
baby...
Another dream I had was my
holding Sierra and rocking
her back and forth ( standing
up) this was in a cloudy
background.
Another one, this was more
of a vision upon waking,
yet not completely awake.
It was a pink heart floating
next to a cradle with
a baby boy in the cradle.(again
in a clouded background)
I KNEW the
pink heart represented Sierra,
and I'm not sure what was
meant by the
baby boy.
And one more vision upon
waking, it was me holding
sierra and she was
alive, she was so precious
and beautiful, once again
she had dark
hair,a little cap on and
was squinching her face like
little babies
do.
I know I had
a few bad dreams, but
they have left my memory.
The dreams were helpful
because they brought me
some comfort but
along with the comfort
came pain and tears, missing
my baby girl...
We'll have more Q &
A next month...
This is a discussion and
support group held online
thru the free services of
Yahoo Groups. Stephanie
Marrotek is the host of
the Grief Journey Q &
A. The full group is moderated
by the staff of KotaPress.
The answers given in this
Q & A were offered by
the generous hearts of the
members of our online group.
We cannot thank you enough
for your candor and honesty.
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