Visiting Mommy Again

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September 25th 2011 2:10 pm
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Mommy adopted Miss Kitty one week after I travelled to Rainbow Bridge. She was absolutely heartbroken by it, and she had mean people tell her that I didn't go to heaven because I was an animal. I watched mommy suffer and agonize over this; because she did not believe these people; but their words made her fearful. I was helpless watching mommy go through this, and that is why I looked damaged to her when I showed myself to her in her dream. I was not the one damaged, I am beautiful and wonderful at Rainbow Bridge, but mommy carried scars on her heart for a long time because of the things these people had said. She even stopped going to church because of people like them, she did not believe anyone was in touch with God if they did not value the life of animals as highly as that of humans; especially since animals had loved mommy more truly and treated mommy more kindly than most humans who were very cruel and selfish. That is why I was very anxious to help mommy through the loss of Miss Kitty, who I knew would be leaving soon. I had not appeared to mommy in quite a long time. Right after I died she often had dreams that it was a mistake, that the kitty her daddy found and buried had not been me. She would dream that I came back. These dreams were not me visiting mommy; this was her brain grieving terribly for me. But I was watching her, and at this time I knew that she needed me, and that she was ready for me to appear to her. Here is the exact entry from mommy's dream journal; a dream journal that she keeps regularly.

September 2011
Today is September 9, 2011 but I had this dream probably two weeks ago and never had the chance to write it down. But it stuck with me so much that I have to write it down. It really meant a lot to me actually. I haven’t thought about Pepper for a long time, well that is a lie because he is always on my mind a little bit. I could never forget him. But I hadn’t been deeply pondering him which is what makes this dream unique. I am standing in a parking lot. I believe I am on the sidewalk under the awning of a building and I believe I was speaking to someone. I have no idea who when suddenly my attention was drawn to the parking lot. There was a car sitting there, I don’t remember what the car looked like. However, sitting in the passenger seat of that car, and looking right at me was Pepper. I stared at him with an open mouth and my mind tried to process what I was seeing. Then I began to rationalize…no, it couldn’t be him. I recall the cat in the car had a completely white head, and Pepper clearly wore a gray helmet with gray ears. I also could not see the cat’s back to see if he had the two white spots on his back that Pepper did, but I couldn’t stop thinking about the cat.
I would encounter him later. He was sitting outside a doorway I started to pass through and I stopped dead in my tracks. This was clearly Pepper down to every last detail. In fact, I could even see damage from the accident that killed him, particularly on his legs. It looked like giant incisions that were raw and healing, but that somehow an attempt had been made to repair the damage. He looked at me with those huge green eyes. He made not a sound but his actions and the look he gave me spoke volumes. I knelt before him and let him sniff my hand. “Hey buddy,” I said, “Do you have something to tell me?” It was as if my subconscious mind knew that he had come to give me a message from beyond the grave. He leaned forward and head butted into my hand and I could hear him purring. Then he looked back up into my face and just looked at me. I believe I spoke to him more. “It has been such a long time since I have seen you. I am so glad that you have come back to visit me.” It was then that I really began to notice the damage on his legs and I was horrified and upset by it. He wasn’t supposed to be damaged in the afterlife; he was supposed to be whole and healthy. But he did not seem to be bothered by it, he just kept staring into my eyes; my little man, my guardian angel I think perhaps sensing that I had reached one of the lowest points of my entire life and he came to me offering me his comfort by his mere presence, just as he had done in life. I realize how miraculous and important this visit was and that it may never happen again. Thank you my precious for coming to see me again, I love you and hope that someday you will visit me again.