All my life I have had visions about things happening to people I love and care for and they almost always come true. In the winter of 1994 when I was in 5th grade I was laying in bed one night. It was 5 days after christmas, and I heard a song on the radio and I went into a panic. After hearing that song I knew something bad was going to happen to someone I loved dearly.
That night I sat for hours outside my mothers room thinking that If I left my mom something bad would happen to her. I wouldn't leave her side all the next day. She asked me why and I told her something bad was going to happen. By that evening I was convinced I was imaging things until the phone rang when we were on the way to a party. I was the one who answered the phone. It was the party hostess and she was crying. I got dad on the phone and he was told the news. Our friend had died at the party only a hour or so previous! I took it the hardest because I was so attached to him and I knew something bad was going to happen and someone I loved was going to pass. I have never forgotten about this experience. I only wish I could have done something, but I know it was not with in my abilities.
I have had more the night my great grandma died, I woke up in the early morning to find a man in overalls standing at the end of my bed. He was someone I had not seen before. I knew he wasn't a threatening presence. I turned my head and looked over towards my desk, and sitting in my desk chair was a younger youthful version of my great grandmother. I knew at that moment we had lost her even before the call was received. I knew she was at peace at that moment.
My aunt called before school the next morning and told me, and I let her know I already knew. I had to call my mom. I never and until recently had never told my mom of seeing the visions of my great grandma and the man who I didn't know. That was until at my great grandmas wake I was talking to a aunt and cousin. I told them about the man and as I described him they got pale. My aunt pulled out a photo. The man in the photo was my great grandpa who passes years before I was born and even before I knew who it was in the picture I confirmed that he was the man with great grandma. Only then to be told who he was. I was asked about what time it was when I woke up and I told them between 2 and 3 am. It was then that I was told great grandma had passed in that time frame.
I have had this happen many times about events that will take place, problems that will come up, sensing different energies in locations, other people or loved ones and even in my genealogy.
My strangest would be in my genealogy research when I was stuck on a particular ancestor and I had the tombstone flash in front of me with name, birthday and death date. I wrote it down to look into it and sure enough it was the ancestor I was stuck on and the dates were correct.
The day before my grandma passed was strange too. She had been diagnosed with cancer the day before and there was a weird energy that evening when we visited her. Before we left, instead of kissing her on the cheek, I kissed her on the forehead and told her to get some rest. I think a part of me, subconsious maybe, knew it would be the final type of rest.