My dearest, beloved grandma, whom we children, her grandchildren only called, mama, was all loving to us. When you are a child, you only can feel these things. When you get older, and you reflect on a lot of things is that when you truly understand how much that simple love gave you: a caress on your hair, the warmth of her heart that came through in so many things, the protection from punishments from others, the old tales that introduced you into your family tree, the warmth of her little house and the best, sweet treats she baked. She was always concerned of how we were doing, if we were happy. Is that important? It’s super important. It gives a solid base for the rest of your life.
My mom told me after she had crossed over to the other side, that she was planning to come and visit me in California while I was going to school. She was 84 years old. It would have been a hard trip for her but she wanted to be with me so bad. She was very serious about it. I could almost say that she was ‘heaven bent’ about it.
Then suddenly I got a phone call during the winter holidays that she had crossed over.

A year had passed by and I had a boyfriend. He was a film director and we had so much fun but we took our relationship very slowly, I wasn’t hurrying anywhere and he was a gentleman. We had been dating for a few months when I woke up for a dream. In my dream, my grandma was talking to me. She was sitting on the rooftop of the nearest house. She was addressing me from there. She said: “My little girl! – that’s how she called us many times. “My little girl, this relationship is not going to work out for you.” Boom! I was so happy that I could see her and that she was talking to me! I always knew in my heart and in my soul that she didn’t die, and that she had just moved to heaven. My heart felt like it got wings from happiness. She was the very first family member who got back to me after passing away and let me know that she’s alive and well, and by this experience I was absolutely convinced that there is no death, and that there’s actually life after death! After meeting with God, I had this overwhelming feeling that this was the case but I needed proofs and reinforcements in my knowing. After this I didn’t believe that we die, and then sometimes millenniums later we might get out of the dirt and then go to heaven or hell. After this experience I started to suspect that it happens right after death of the body that we go to God and then to heaven or hell.

In my family, education and work was emphasized for us children. Getting married and making a family was not a priority. Probably because my parents got married when they were very young and they just didn’t want us to make the ‘same mistake’.
My grandma, on the other hand, she was concerned about these things. She had expressed it many times, how good it would have been if I had found my match. I am sure that she had prayed about it.
I could absolutely deduct from this dream that she came to visit me at a time when she had seen it from above that this relationship was not going to work for me. She was worried about me and she wanted to warn me. This was an absolute and ultimate reason for her to come and see me. This motivated her more than anything.

I didn’t see any signs that this relationship wasn’t going to work out. But I wasn’t looking for any signs either. The moral of today’s world is that young people date each other and then something is gonna happen. Or not. Whatever happens is OK. I personally didn’t have any intentions. Or to put in another way, I didn’t have any kinds of intentions. But she was raised in a completely different way. She was strictly raised to find a partner for life. In my raising this was not found anywhere. Modern life bore new problems that I didn’t even start to understand.

Despite this fact, I started to think about what she said. Why could she see my relationship this way? How would have she known anyway?
Another experience of mine came into my mind about how I could see everything better from a perspective when I was having an out of the body experience in one of my my dreams. I could see my whole life in a different light.
She also could see life from above, from a very different perspective, a more wholesome perspective. She knew something that I couldn’t see yet.

I was still somewhat confused and kind of felt let down by this experience. We had such good times together. Did I need this sudden STOP sign on it? Of course there were a few things that were odd or some mistakes in our communications but we were so young. No one is perfect. There was nothing truly alarming. But then a sudden horrible trauma happened in my life, and I broke up with him. The trauma didn’t come from him but it was too big to continue a relationship. The guy was bummed about it. But maybe, just maybe the lack of a truly good communication ended a good relationship. I don’t know how he would have reacted if he had asked some questions…We tried to connect somewhat later again but I just wasn’t the same anymore.

I would have never thought that my aging grandma could really come and see me from so far away from home. It was very tiring for me, though I was very young.
But I was wrong! She came. She visited me. Though in a very particular way! She came and told me about the thing she was most concerned about and interested in.

A few years later, my mom saw her also. She sat in heaven, under a big tree, with her beloved mother. Both of them wore summer straw hats, and they were just enjoying eternity.