A peace beyond all understanding.

I have always believed in heaven and that our loved ones can visit us. This is my story. My fiance, Chris, died on April 26, 2024. This Friday makes 4 weeks. He was only 44 and I only got a little over a year with him, but I was honored to call him mine and I know he is at peace.

While I say that he died April 26, the coroner said he had some signs of early decomposition, so he probably actually passed Wednesday night/Thursday morning, and that was the first time he visited me. I had a dream that I was at his house, it was spotless, he looked so happy and healthy. He kissed my forehead and I felt a motherly presence that I believe was his mom (she passed when he was 20). I believe she came to get him.

I spent April 26 to May 14 sobbing all day, every day. The smallest things set me off. It was terrible. I was so, so sad. The night of May 14, I was up and down all night. My son was restless and I kept waking up to get him back to sleep. One of those instances, as I'm laying there trying to fall back asleep, I was looking at our bedroom door. We sleep with the door closed and we also have a night light, so it wasn't pitch black, but still pretty dark. While staring at my door, the door slowly...fades away. So now, instead of looking at my door, I'm looking at a black doorway. Now you think this would be terrifying, but I felt so calm. You know how you can sometimes see little "floaters" when your eyes are adjusting to the dark? Like, your vision isn't completely clear, it's kinda hazy? Well those floaters slowly shifted and, before my eyes, formed Chris, my fiance. He was right in front of me. I wasn't scared, all I felt was the most intense, immense sense of love and peace. I talked to him, told him I loved and missed him. He smiled then turned to look at the doorway, almost as if someone called his name. He looked back at me, smiled once more, then walked through the doorway and I watched the darkness fade and my bedroom door return. I then was able to fall back asleep and had the best sleep I had since he died.

Since that night, I haven't cried. Not once. I spend time remembering him, looking at pictures, watching videos, and I smile instead of cry. I love and miss him more than I've ever missed anyone, and obviously if I had a choice I would choose for him to be here with me. But, I know he is safe, happy, and at peace.

This was honestly the most spiritual experience I've ever had in my life and I am so grateful and blessed that he was able to come see me and grant me this peace. A peace beyond all understanding.