Re: To Della..Ps.

Re: To Della..Ps. ----- From: Josie - Date: 09 Dec 1997

I have a little story for you della. Very shortly after my father died I became pregnant with my third baby. (my only boy). I was devastated that he would not be able to see his grandchild but in a way it was a blessing in disguise because I was putting my energy in the pregnancy and the hurt was a little less because of this. When he was born (after we nearly both died) by emergency caesarean section I kept on crying all the time in the hospital because my dad couldn't come to visit us and see the baby. Then one night whilst I was sleeping I dreamed that my dad had come to see us in hospital. He was all smiles, and commenting about the room full of babies etc. Then he peered into his little crib and said what a beautiful baby he was and gave him a kiss and a cuddle. He had also brought him a gift: a little yellow romper suit. Then he told us he loved us and dissapeared. when I woke up I felt full of joy and light. This amazing feeling was with me and I kept smiling. It had been SO REAL that it was like he had been there and like I'd had a real visit from him. It was almost TOO real in fact to think of it as a dream. When my daughter was born last year I had the same sort of dream again but this time I WAS really drugged up and it is slightly more faint in my mind but nonetherless there. I also nearly died last time but for different circumstances (I had full blown eclampsia) and was in a high dependency unit attached to heart monitors and the such...but I still felt it was REAL. This time the baby suit he brought me was a light pink, almost white colour. Anyway I probably am not being very much help at all but I just wanted to share that with you. Lots of love, Josie