I know that he talked to me in my dreams sending me impulses that kinda hard to grasp the real meaning behind it, all I know that he wanted to say something. He appeared to me in every dreams I had before, I can clearly see his face, like he was just alive in flesh. He got a very charming cute face like of an angel. It’s been more than a decade ago since I stopped dreaming about him. But still lingers in my mind, though I’m very young then I remember my mom is expecting for a new baby when she got a miscarriage. It was the saddest day, every member of the family were in deep grief, I may be a child then but I can relate with their sadness, for we lost a little cherub. Mom failed to bring him out to this world and weren’t given a chance to have him with us, and we had no idea how his face looked like, So every time we look up to the sky we knew that he is up there watching us. Mom named him Joseph in memory of St. Joseph the Poster Father of Jesus. We always include him in our prayers through this way we can let him know how much we love him.
After some time the family is quite recovering from the lost, that time mom is conceiving to a new baby. Mom take more precaution and we gave her extra care. My parents doesn’t want to know the gender of the baby for they wanted to welcome the new baby at it is, whatever God gave us whatever gender it may be. Our anticipation helps us fill the feeling of emptiness and loneliness we had for the little angel that we’ve lost. This is the period when I started dreaming concerning about my late brother. I firstly saw his face in my dream he is so lovely, he got light brown hair, blues eyes, dimples and round chin. he continuously growing every time he appeared to me in my dreams. I told my parents about me dreaming of him, I told them I saw him vividly but he doesn’t utter any single word, just a smile. Then I come to the point of pondering why he is appearing to me constantly, I know that our dead can communicate with us through dreams, I’m confused of what he wanted to tell me, Suddenly I arrived to an idea that maybe mom is conceiving a baby boy too so I told her about it. The last dream I had with him was before my mom delivered to my youngest brother, he is about his school age and that time he talked to me, that’s the very first words I got from him. He said in pleading voice ” sister don’t leave me here” he speak to me in our native tongue. When I woke up I tell my parents about the message i got.
Finally I conclude that he is with us all the time, he didn’t leave us for he knew our plan that we have the intention of moving to North America. That’s the last interaction I had with him. Then mom finally gave birth and she delivered a cute bouncy baby boy, my hunchback is right. He is really a baby boy! This baby gave a new meaning to our life, gave us a brand new feeling of happiness and change our life completely. Now flashing back at those times recalling those dreams I had with him still can’t figure out his real message and why he already stopped appearing in my dreams. I will always cherish him and treasure those dreams I got with him. For I always love and miss him. I have a proof of his presence that he is there specially during the most distressing times in our life. No one has a right to judge me if this is true or not, because they aren’t in my shoe. I know he is with us, protecting and guiding us now I definitely believe that there is an angel and that is him!
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