Fifth response to “what will happen after I die?”

First of all, I am so thankful for the gift of life that I receive each day because I am so aware that life is not meant to be forever; and if we can remain mindful of that, we hopefully will not waste our precious moments on useless things.  But to answer the question, “what do you think will happen to you after you die,” I’d say I look forward to being reunited with those souls who passed on before me; my mom and dad and two brothers, as well as other souls who are very dear to me and blessed my life in so many ways.  As I lost each member of my family, I would soon begin to experience dreams of them that were so real and vivid – it was like I was actually visiting with them.  For instance, my mom died at 45 after a year of enormous pain and struggle with Leukemia.  For a long time after I would dream that I would call God on the phone and his heavenly voice would answer. I’d ask if I could please see my mom.  She would come down and we would walk and talk and I would feel so comforted by her presence – I could always feel such a strong sense of “peace” radiating from her that it always left me feeling peaceful even after I awoke.  Eventually she would say she had to return but would see me again, and she did – again and again.  I could go on and on about the various “visits” I’ve had with my loved ones after they passed – I call them “visits” because I have come to believe that is what they are, and I am so very thankful for them!  As for what I think would happen to “me” after I die – when I was in my 20s I had a bad reaction to anesthesia and stopped breathing.  Suddenly I felt myself “lifting” effortlessly; it was the most peaceful thing I’ve ever experienced!  To try to put into understandable words – I felt like I was “hovering” from the ceiling looking down at myself and the doctors as they seemed to be working on me and I heard someone say, “she’s dead.”  Somehow I wasn’t alarmed at all, only curious about everything that was happening and what I was feeling, when I suddenly felt myself being harshly “pulled” downward and remember kicking and thrashing when I came to.  It was many years ago, but I can still get a sense of that feeling of indescribable peace; how could I not look forward to experiencing that again – especially since I “know” I will be experiencing it with those I love!