This will be in chronological order from the oldest to most recent.

My encounter with my aunt:

When I was about 14 years old my mother found out my aunt had passed away suddenly. I remember somehow she had choked and was rushed to the hospital where she was pronounced brain dead. A few days after her death I dreamt of her but what she said to me has stuck with me 18 years later. In the dream I remember her climbing through the window of our spare bedroom where we had a fire place. I remember her coming through the window and I asked her what she was doing here because I knew she had died. The question was not asked in a mean way but in a manner of disbelief. She came in and she looked the same age but she was at peace in a way that made her look younger. That's difficult to explain because she physically looked like herself but the peace she had radiated through her and changed her features without changing them at all. She said, "I just wanted to tell you I am okay and I am with my dad now and we are happy. Everything is okay. I'm okay and I am happy. I am in a better place." She also did not say that she was in heaven but I knew that she was instantly. She was smiling and happy and I did not see her dad in the dream but I knew, somehow, he was waiting for her outside of the window and she was in a hurry. She was rushed but so excited and I felt that she loved me and I loved her. After she told me that she climbed back out of the window and left. This is strange to me because, although I did love her, we weren't particularly close as she held a special bond with my younger sister.

My encounter with my papa:

I was in my mid-twenties. I remember in the dream being put in this pool hall type of place that resembled the inside of a single wide (I don't know how else to describe it). It was filled with smoke and in the middle of the room there was a pool table. Behind the pool table there was a kitchen area with barstools and the aura in the room was fun and peaceful. I sensed there were other people in the pool hall but I couldn't see them. My papa comes walking from the opposite side of the pool table and he is wearing a black and white flannel thin jacket, a white shirt, and blue jeans. In his hand he has a cigarette and is scratching his forehead with the same hand the cigarette is in. He looks younger than when I knew him and he is smiling. I ask him what he is doing here (much like when I asked my aunt when she visited me) he tells me that he loves me and misses me and I believe we hug. He tells me something else but I don't remember what he says when I wake. He turns his back as though to take his shot at pool and I wake up. I should note I lost my papa when I was four. I have limited memories of him but I do know I loved him very much. The things he wore in my dream were everyday attire for him as I was told by my mom and family and he looked younger like mid-fifties. I also never remember him smoking but he did smoke when he was younger.

My first encounter with my momma: The night after mommas memorial I was struggling with my faith wondering if I would ever see her again. I was so sad and hurt and I just missed my momma. I actually wondered if Heaven was even real. I go to sleep and suddenly find myself in an all white room. I am sitting on a white small couch and in front of me is a glass table and a white egg shaped chair. There is a green plant by a door and in walks my mother. She looks beautiful. She no longer looks sick but she is radiating life and peace and she looks carefree. She is smiling and she has her hair in a perm, which she hasn't done that way in years. She is wearing makeup and has a dark red lipstick on and she is wearing slacks and a colorful striped shirt. The amount of peace on her face makes her look younger without changing her features and she also looks as though she is rushed to get back through the door where she came from. She is so happy. She sits down in the egg shaped chair and puts her hand on her chin as if resting on her chin on her hand and her arm on her knee. She looks at me smiling. I then ask her one question. I asked, "Mom, is heaven real?" She looks at me and beams as if her eyes are smiling so big she opens her mouth and begins to laugh with joy. I still see she is missing her back tooth she had pulled when she was younger. She looks me in the eyes still smiling so big and says, "My girl. you already know the answer." I immediately wake with a fullness in my heart and a sense of peace and knowing. Here is the thing I feel like if it was a dream I wanted so badly for her to say yes that I would have manifested that in my dream but she answered in a way that showed me this was a visitation and not just my subconscious willing an answer to appease me. When she said that I knew, from the bottom of my heart that heaven is real and I will see her again. I know this may sound far-fetched and like a grief dream but I have had many more dreams with her in them after she passed but those were just dreams. The felt different. This was here letting me know that in fact Heaven is real and she is there.

My second encounter with my momma:

It was several days after she passed and we had just held her memorial. I go and get her truck from her house she lived about 45 minutes away from me. I am driving back and she is heavy on my mind, I tear up but not full on cry. I am pulling back in my driveway and since I have been on the road for an hour and a half I jumped out of the truck, ran the the bathroom, and came back. This took no more than two to three minutes from the truck, to the bathroom, and back to the truck. I come back to the truck to unload some of her items out of the bed of the truck when I freeze in my tracks. I see a dozen or more yellow butterflies fluttering all over the bed of the truck and her things. I don't know why I said this or what possessed me to do what I did next, I guess I just missed her that much, I simply turned my hand over close to my chest and said, "Momma, if this is a sign from you please let a butterfly fly into my hand." As soon as the words escaped my lips a butterfly fluttered onto my hand and perched there for about ten seconds and flew away. Listen, whoever is reading this I need you to know that I did not try to catch the butterfly nor did I try to move my hand in a way that a butterfly would just land there. The butterfly that was in the middle of the truck fluttered into my hand. I stood there after it flew away in shock and amazement. I was giggling and screaming with delight. The amount of peace it bought me was immeasurable. Two things two know about my mother she loved butterflies and her favorite color was yellow. Also I have never seen that many butterflies together at once.

Background Information:

Was this experience difficult to express in words?          Uncertain

The experience while I was alert is not difficult to put into words but the ones while I was asleep may be hard to understand when describing their features.

Did you ONLY sense an awareness of presence of the deceased without actually seeing, hearing, feeling or smelling them?     

Uncertain

Did you hear the deceased or hear something associated with the deceased?          Yes

          Describe what you heard, how clearly you heard it and what was communicated:   She answered one question for me as described in the paragraph I wrote,

          Did the voice or sound seem to originate externally or outside of you, inside you, or did you not hear a voice or sound, but had a sense of knowing what was communicated?     She spoke audibly but just the one sentence.

          If you heard a voice or sound, was it similar or dissimilar from the voice or sound the deceased made when they were alive?     Her laugh, her mannerisms, and her sound were her when she were alive.

          Is there any possibility what you heard was from any other source present in the surroundings at the time of your experience?   No.

          Was there any possible impairment to your hearing at the time of the experience?   No

Did you feel a touch or experience any physical contact from the deceased?         Uncertain

When the butterfly landed on my hand.

            Was the touch familiar or unfamiliar? It was simply a butterfly but the peace I received and the joy were so profound.

          Was anything communicated by the touch? A gift of knowing she was still with me.

            Is there any possibility what you felt was from any other source present in the surroundings at the time of your experience?   No.

Did you see the deceased?       Yes

She looked healthy but the same, however, the peace that she had made her look young without changing any physical features.

            How clearly did the deceased appear?            Solid

            How much of the deceased did you see?       All

            Did the deceased appear or not appear to be the age at which they died?           They did but they didn't. My momma hadn't permed her hair in years, it was her favorite hairstyle, but she was depressed. In the visit it was permed, she looked like an adult but younger without being younger (I am sorry I can't describe that very well.)

            How healthy did the deceased appear to be?            My mom was very sick and appeared that way when alive. In the visit she was healthy and absolutely stunning and she was a bit lighter.

            Is there any possibility what you saw was from any other source present in the surroundings at the time of your experience?   No

Did you smell a distinct smell, scent, fragrance or odor associated with the deceased? No

How long did the experience last?      The visits? Hard to say. The butterflies maybe a minute.

Was the beginning and end of the experience gradual or more sudden?       Sudden.

Could you sense the emotions or mood of the deceased?          Yes

They all were happy in the visitations. Happy and at peace.

Did the deceased give you information you did not previously know?  Confirming Heaven was indeed real.

How do you currently view the reality of your experience?          Experience was definitely real

          Please explain why you view the reality of your experience as real or not real:   I was afraid of death and leaving this world now I am just afraid of leaving those I love behind but I am not scared of dying I am scared of the manner in which I may go, I guess maybe the pain or waiting.

          Was the experience dream like in any way?  No   

Describe in detail your feelings/emotions during the experience:  Overjoyed

Was there any emotional healing in any way following the experience? Yes

I know that there is an afterlife and I will see my family and my Creator.

What was the best and worst part of your experience?     I am grateful for each experience there were not best and worst parts.

Has your life changed specifically as a result of your experience? Yes                Describe:     Yes in my religion. I have started to put more effort into my faith.