Life After Death? How My Sister Left Me a Sign From Beyond The Grave

Life After Death? How My Sister Left Me a Sign From Beyond The Grave

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I grew up going to church and my parents teaching me about life after death. But I guess being taught and really believing are two different things. I mean you can be taught to believe and you think you do till that moment when someone you love and are close to passes on. That’s when you find yourself starting to wonder in the back of your mind what really happens when you die.

I don’t know if I am just getting old that has me wondering. I never really wondered about it till a few years ago. But recently I had my little sister pass on from cancer, a sister that was two years younger than myself. This my friends have been the most difficult time in my life. I didn’t cry, but my mind has wept tears that could fill many oceans.

My sister died October 12th 2014 just eight days after her 51st birthday. Her life was one that loved music, life and her religion. She was very talented. She was a music teacher and loved the young children she taught, she called them her children. She could not have children of her own because of the treatments she received when she was 25 years old and she never married.

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OK, I will stop there. I could go on and on about her but I need to get to my story, one that is hard for me to write.

After her death I could and still can not get her out of my mind, wondering where is she? Is she doing fine? Is she happy?

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I had a dream one night that she visited me. I felt pain in my heart as she got close. I told her in my dream that I could take it and that I wanted her to stay. The closer she got, the pain grew stronger. I felt like my heart was going to explode. When she left, I awoke and sit on the edge of the bed, I felt like I had just had a heart attack, my chest felt hot and my arm hurt.

As the days went by I was working on making a CD, a CD of her music that I found, that she never released. After I finished the recordings I got up and said “ If that was you in my dream, I have a hard time believing it, I want to see your face”. I then later took a photo of my studio.

The photo I took of my studio with Vanessa's art work on the wall .

The photo I took of my studio with Vanessa’s art work on the wall .

Weeks went by and I was going through my photos on my computer when I came across the photo I took of my studio. I glanced at it quick and was about to pass when it hit me…. I saw her. It was her in a picture I have hanging on my wall, a picture, art work that she drew in ink of a Baldwin piano. It was her!

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This is my sisters art work that is hanging on the wall.

This is my sisters art work that is hanging on the wall.

I have tried to debunk this but can’t. I tried to get a reflection of myself and the computer. There are no photos of her hanging on my wall behind me.

You can believe what you want but I have my proof, proof that there is life after death.

If you have any photos that show a loved one after they passed on, please let me know.

If you would like to know more about my sister Vanessa Maria Cochran please visit www.projectrecords.com. Proceeds from her CD sales are donated to cancer in her name.


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Derek Cochran
DC (Ted Derek Cochran) was born in Parkersburg WV on November 11, 1961. Derek grew up writing music and poetry. His poetry has been published in several books. He took some time off to pursue the motorcycle business and became a motorcycle builder whose award-winning motorcycle was in Easyrider Magazine. After 20 years in the motorcycle business, he retired to pursue his interest in writing. He is the author of a children's Christmas book "Santa and His Reindeer Reunion" and a sci-fi adventure book "The Confessions of a Hither-man" and "Cochran, The Familly Tree". He currently writes stories and music and has many ideas for several books. He lives with his wife Karen in Ripley WV.

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I have woken and seen deceased family. Very low light. Was without doubt them. Very faint see thru shades of faint dark and light grey blurred. One had the suspenders and longish hair as he waved and moved out of room. Another had same body proportions, hair, face with eye patch and head scarf of mom who was motioning with hand to move northor throw away ciggs or waving. Also have distinct clearer in focus dreams once in a while that Ilater exexperience as deja vue

I’m sorry for your loss,thank you for your eloquent and sensitive prose,I do so want to believe,take care,greetings from the UK,

I know how it feels. Got the same question when my dad died back in September2014. where is he, what he looks like? does he see me the questions are endless. Then one time I dreamt of him he said ‘I will be away’. I cried and the whole day I felt bad..sore. There are times that I still dream of him but just a glance of his face but the feeling of I know that he is there watching makes me calm.

This story has really touched me, I don’t think I will forget it in a hurry, Thank you and I am very sorry for your loss

Condolences on your loss…it is not easy and can both strengthen and shake faith…simultaneously in some cases. I too lost one of my sisters last year. She was 41 and died in a terrible accident while driving to work last July. My father died the year prior, 2013. While I had peace with his passing, my sister’s death has been a deeper cut in some ways. Though my father and I were very close and his death was shockingly unexpected, he was the type of father so good that being raised by such a man prepared me to deal with… Read more »
Lovely story, sorry for your loss. I have taken a similar picture and there is someone in it but I have no clue who it is. I was visiting a waterfall with my family and saw a rainbow over the waterfall. I took the picture and upon looking at the pictures on my way home (my first digital camera) in the mist of the waterfall you can clearly see a woman with long black hair and wearing a white dress. I would love to share the picture with you but it won’t let me post it in the comment. It… Read more »
I 100% believe that my loved ones have communicated with me from the other side! Thank you for sharing this personal story with your readers and I hope your sister continues to visit. This article really reminded me of a book I recently read called “”Love Never Dies: How to Reconnect and Make Peace with the Deceased” by Dr. Jamie Turndorf (http://askdrlove.com/). I love the idea of my loved ones reaching out to me through spiritual means, I often see “signs” that they are with me. Dr. Turndorf explains these phenomenons and uses examples from her own loss to show… Read more »

That red head is very pretty!

I have had visits from my mother in dreams also. My mother always said that, if it were possible, she would come to us after she’s gone, and she kept that promise. In addition to her visit in your dream, your sister honored your request to see her face. That so touched my heart. Thank you for sharing your story. Your sister is extraordinarily beautiful. I will be following the link to learn more about her music, as well as finding out more about your books. I know that it was not your intention to gain from this story. Thank… Read more »
DC just wanted to let you know I was on your website tonight. I really appreciate your training on the Freightliner, but I enjoyed our conversation on your music, your sister’s music, and our discussion of the photo. Having experienced the visit of my mother-in-law shortly after her death, I too believe that what you experienced is real and for your comfort. Most important is the promise and the hope we all have through Jesus Christ of life after death, and the promise of heaven for those who believe and receive Christ as Lord and Savior. I know your raising,… Read more »

Beloved ones, if they can, will leave some kind of message to let them know they are around you, I call them guardian angels.

Our oldest son died suddenly and unexpectedly twenty-three months and twenty-nine days ago. Our daughter is grown and out of the house. Now, it is my husband, our thirteen year old son, myself and our two dogs. We have had a hard time, but I have been diagnosed with complex grief. In a prior marriage, my daughter was born still at term. No parent should have to bury a child, and I have buried two. One month before our son died, I was struck with an illness which I struggled with for a couple of months. About a month after… Read more »
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