meeting with passed boyfriend.

[JTYorke14]

if anyone can help me, please please do.

for the last week and two days ive been having the same reoccurring dream over and over and over again.

i'm in a white/yellow sun dress, everything seems to be grayish out of my eyes. not brightly drawn colors, not black and white, but gray.

my head rises and before me, about a hundred feet away is a teenage boy - brown hair, brown eyes. he's dressed in a black tuxedo with a white dress shirt underneath, and another white t-shirt underneath that.

glancing around me quickly, i realize i am standing at the edge of a small cemetery. looking back in his direction, i realize he's resting/leaning against a tombstone that's at least another two feet taller than he is. as i walk up to him, i realize that he must be about 5'10.

his face looks sad, depressed, maybe unwanted. dark rings around his eyes and darkness on his cheek bones. his lips were pale to match his already palm skin tone.

out of the corner of his eye, he saw me. it was a flicker - no a flash - of a zoom in onto his eye itself to see my reflection looking into the eye as i walked closer. the 3rd person view zoomed back out to normal zoom as he turned to see the whole me.

a smile breaks across his face as he sees me.

i know that smile.

"drew?" i stop, carefully summing up the boy that stands before me, now coming closer to me.

he looks down at his feet then back up at me as he stops just three feet from me. "I've missed you."

magically, a small bouquet of white flowers are in his left palm - soon to be outstretched to me.

cautiously, i softly take the flowers from his grip, letting his hands flow back into his pants pockets.

faster than i could even imagine it, a flash occurs again. it's drew in my kitchen helping my mom cook. this was about a year before he passed away [ drew passed from a drunk driving accident - he and i were hit in his jeep. the car hit onto his side - killing him and leaving me with only broken ribs and a broken left arm. ]

meanwhile, him and my mom are laughing and i am just watching them laugh and joke about something i couldn't remember to this day but i wish i did remember. his smile was what caught my attention as he looked over his shoulder at me, smiling, happy as ever - waving me over to help him.

the flash ended and we were now at a different cemetery, he was holding my hand, but in a second i looked away and looked back and he was gone - but the impression and feeling of his hand being in my palm was still there.

i looked down at my toes, to read and realize i'm standing in front of his tombstone here in cape cod. i frantically look around for him again, still having the feeling of his hand in mine even as i yell out his name.

that's where the dream ends, every time.

is he trying to tell me something you think? i think the flowers have to do with something, mainly because when i was going through his car after the accident before it was thrown into the dump - this was about two weeks later - i found a bunch of wilted white flowers with a card saying that he loved me and that i was the reason he's happy.
but anything else you think?

[Varzandeh]

Hi,
Cemetery is interpreted as sitting with ignorant people that their belief and material world is corrupt.
Sometimes it means a travel with such a people.
If dreamt he was visiting a grave yard means he will visit a prison yard.
If dreamt he went to a grave yard and said hello to the graves means he will get poor.
Cemetery may also mean: 1- a sorrow 2- a prison yard 3- suffering.
Dreaming a passed away person alive means something forgotten will revive.
But he was laughing it is a symbol if a dead was laughing means he has passed away as a pagan and needs charities and payers for his sake.
A tombstone means a man.

[Palehorse]

Originally Posted by JTYorke14

is he trying to tell me something you think? i think the flowers have to do with something, mainly because when i was going through his car after the accident before it was thrown into the dump - this was about two weeks later - i found a bunch of wilted white flowers with a card saying that he loved me and that i was the reason he's happy.
but anything else you think?

I think this one needs more then a cookie cutter interpretation. I have lost quite a few people over the years, and I am a firm believer that they come back and visit us in our dreams.

Love is the thread that binds us to those who have passed on. Only love draws them back imo, and the love he had for you must have been very strong indeed.

I have had several such encounters, and know of others who have too. I personally believe there are "rules" that those on the otherside *must* follow.

1. The biggest rule is that they cannot "scare" you. I have had visits from those who passed away, and in every single case they did it in a manner that did not frighten me. Dreams are a good way to do this, the dreamer doesn't get scared because somewhere in their mind they "know" they are sleeping, and brush it off as a dream.

2. They are *never* allowed to tell you about the afterlife.

3. They *never* tell you "your" future, or interfere in your life, be it advise or anything else.

I have found they visit you because they love you and *need* to tell you goodbye before they can move on.

Feel blessed, very few of us can touch the otherside, and of all the things this does for us, one of the most important things is that it gives us proof of life after death. No faith required, it proves that we go on. Unfortunately for others the proof is only "proof" to the person experiencing the encounter. (no photos or other data etc etc).

Take care, you must be a special person to be loved so deeply.

Mike

[JTYorke14]

thank you.
you have no idea how relieved this makes me feel. im glad that he's trying to come back in contact with me, i care about him in the same way.

thank you again.!