Last night my aunt Millie came to me in a vision who died of lung cancer in 2014. The lung cancer disease, triggered from smoking. My family and I were taking turns visiting my aunt to comfort her. We brought her flowers, food, and calm music.
For a few months she was doing fine, and the day after I visited her again her illness gotten worse. I could not stop thinking about her, I could not eat or concentrate on my college work in that year. In one of my art classes I was in, the teacher had assigned the class to do a collage drawing board of a significant object or person. I had chosen my aunt Millie for the project. I created a collage drawing of pictures that symbolized my aunt. By creating that, made me cry. When I rested and went to sleep, I had a dream about her being in the hospital bed and my family and I was out in the waiting room hoping that she would make it. When the doctor came out, he told us that she was gone. That was when I woke up from the dream crying. A week later I found out that she had died and there was nothing the doctors could do. They put my aunt on Hospice.
Last night my aunt came to me in a vision. Most people would think this is a dream, but I call it a night vision. As much as I am fond of dreams, I call this strange dream a night vision of the dead.
She came to me somehow in my vision. She told me that she was happy to be dead instead of living.
But, how? Why?
She told me to tell her sisters do not worry about her anymore because she is at peace.
That makes sense because when my aunt was living that was all she ever talked about was dying. She only said she wished she was dead whenever she got drunk. She was an alcoholic and she always wanted to die and be with her two deceased siblings. Which is my two uncles, Jerry and June. She talked about being with them in the afterlife.
In that vision also was her daughter Tanya, which is my cousin. In reality, Tanya was never there for her mother at all while her mother was living. Tanya lives in the suburbs and she is a doctor who makes so much money, and never considered helping her mother out one bit. Tanya had so many regrets when her mother died.
In the vision, Tanya was crying and was angry at me for no reason. But the impression I got was that her crying is basically guilt. She was feeling guilty. After that, l desperately to my mother about the vision, and how my aunt told me that she was happy to be where she is at. Which is heaven.
My mother said, that was my aunt's way of communicating with me and now my mother knows her sister is at peace. My aunt Millie is at peace with her two brothers in heaven. No more pain, no more drinking, no emotions, no anything. My aunt Does not have to worry about anything anymore because she is at peace in heaven. God bless my aunt Millie. RIP Millie Ann Webb, born Dec. 2, 1950- Died March 29, 2014. I love you auntie❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
Written by Ciara Webb
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