I came across this site a few days ago and wanted to share this.
I am normally a very happy, strong willed individual, however there have been a few times in my life I have suffered severe depression. The first time was back in 2007 after my Grandpa died (he was one of those very rare persons that never had anything mean to say, loved everyone, always sincere and had a very infectious passion for life). I slipped into depression, wouldn’t leave my bed or my house for that matter. Almost lost my job and many friends. I just felt generally lost and empty. After a few weeks of living like this with one foot already off the edge to killing myself, I had this dream:
I was sitting in a clearing and in front of me was this tree, it was huge and glowed with what I perceived to be life. As I stared at it, I began to grow happier and happier and just when it felt like I would burst with this happiness and joy a voice told me this is how my Grandpa felt in his new home.
When I woke I knew it was my Angel saving me from my own darkness. The second time was after I found out I was pregnant and the father (we are unmarried) after trying to make it work for a couple months left me and told me he wanted nothing to do with me or the child. The depression was not as bad as the first, I would take care of myself but only because I knew I had my son inside of me. But it was still horrible. After months of this she came to me again in a dream. It was the same clearing but this time I was standing and the tree was gone. Instead there was a Lady. Although I couldn’t quite see her features, I knew she was other worldy beautiful. She didn’t say a word this time; just calmly walked over to me, cupped my face in her hands and gently laid a kiss on my forehead. I woke up feeling joy and warmth.
The last time was about a month after I had my son and I was suffering from a serious case of post partum depression. Again, I was only able to take care of my son but I was starting to slip with that too. The dream was this: Same clearing and this time I was sitting on one of those wooden and iron park benches. At the edge of the clearing was the same Lady but this time there was a young Boy (whom I believe was my son’s Guardian Angel) and they were holding hands. He looked up at Her and she smiled and nodded, at that point He ran to me and hugged me. I felt so completely happy.
I don’t know if I would have survived the first depression had it not been for my Guardian Angel.
I just thank God for sending me and my son such attentive Angels!
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