Witnessing an Angel Miracle in Hospice Care 

I am also a nurse however, my story, although it happened at work, was actually very personal to myself. I worked as a staff nurse at a specialist dementia unit and was pregnant with my little girl at the time. Some of the patients were very gentle with me because they sensed I was carrying a baby. Unfortunately, I had my daughter but she died in my arms shortly afte birth. At my baby girl's funeral, I had Amazing Grace played as we carried her coffin into the church, I used to sing it to her while I carried her in my womb and she would calm right down as she was very active and moved a lot. When my baby girl was born, she had OI type 2 and almost every bone in her body was broken and fused and broken again, there was zero chance of her surviving. When I finally returned to work after bereavement leave, one of my patients with more advanced dementia, grabbed my hand, looked at me with tears in her eyes and started Humming Amazing Grace. This lady was advanced with her dementia and never spoke. She then put a hand on my stomach then touched my face to wipe away my tears and spoke.. she told me "I see her, she's such a beautiful blonde haired angel and her body isn't broken and doesn't hurt anymore. I'm going to see her tomorrow and I'll cuddle her for you" my baby girl was very blonde, I have dark hair. My patient then went back to being how she had presented for several months, not speaking, barely able to move. 2 carers entered where my patient and I were together because they couldn't believe she spoke, they thought they heard taking as they walked by and were in shock too. The next day, although in advance stage dementia but not considered to be at palliative care stage, this lady passed away suddenly. She knew it was her time and helped bring comfort to me when I needed it the most.

Hi Julie, I worked as an oncology nurse at a Children's Hospital in the 90s. One night I was caring for a 12 yo girl who was dying from leukemia. She was there alone, and it was a very peaceful night. She slept most of it. Her parents were not there. At one point during the night she woke up and asked me "where the man went", and I said "what man?" And she said "The Man that's been sitting in that rocking chair." (next to her bed )Our unit was locked at night and we knew everyone who was on that floor and there was no man that was visible to me that sat in a chair next to her bed that night. She died peacefully at 7 AM the next day. To this day, I think that was Jesus sitting there with her.❤🙏🙏

I'm a doctor. I've seen many miracles. God is real.

My daughter was dying of cancer and in a coma. My son and I were there for 'our watch' and all of a sudden my daughter said. " It's all about your Kingdom, Lord.. It's all about your Kingdom.". We sat amazed -- and knew she was talking to Jesus.. her Lord and Savior. She passed 2 days later. We KNOW Jesus is real and He was with her.

When I was nine and my brother was 19 he was in the bathroom getting ready to go out with friends. I was taking with him from an adjacent bedroom while lying on his bed. Suddenly I saw the bottom half of a white robe between us. It didn’t last long but was white and bright. I yelled to him, “I just saw Jesus!” He came flying out of the bathroom and said, “Where?” Of course it was gone by then but what amazes me still is that he believed his little nine year old sister. He died that night in a car accident. That was in 1959. I still remember that incident very clearly.

One year ago, I was diagnosed with terminal metastatic cancer. The doctor advised my family to gather together, saying their final goodbyes. I entered home hospice care in my daughter's home in Palestine, Texas. My health deterioted quickly, I could not eat, drink, stand by myself just a terrible situation wanting to simply die. One year later, I am walking, talking, eating, living alone, etc. I give all the glory to Jesus, for I am alive reading His Word passing on the message of Eternity. I give thanks every minute of every day without out Jesus. I would not be able to spread His good news of life in heaven. I am living a miracle, and for that, He deserves all the glory. Jesus, I trust in you!! Thank my Lord and God!

Hi. My father in law was passing, and my ex-husband called me to bring our daughter over and for us to day goodbye. She was 17 at the time. We entered the bedroom and stood by his bed, my mother in law was in there as well as the hospice nurse. I said goodbye to him. Then my daughter went right next to him and said, "It's ok, grandpa, I love you." Her dad, my mother in law and I were absolutely floored. And the nurse saw our reaction and said that was so sweet, that's a gift she has given him. I said, "Did everyone hear that?" They all said yes. I don't believe it! The nurse looked confused. I said, "My daughter is deaf and never has spoken a word in her life. She has cerebral palsy and is mentally challenged." Angel is my childs name. She just looked at us and smiled. The nurse said that it was a miracle. I said no doubt.

Retired RN here. I had a patient who was actively dying in the hospital. We had put her on comfort care and called all the family in. They were doing the death bed vigil (sitting talking around the bed) We would go in and turn her every 2 hours. She was a limp rag. She never regained consciousness, nor responded in any way. I had her all 3 days of my shifts that week. On the last day I went by the pod of rooms she was in and she is sitting up in bed (on her own) the family is staring at her, and she is smiling, waving, and talking to someone in the corner of the ceiling opposite her bed. She then laid back and died. I asked the family what she was saying, sand they said she was talking to someone (a family member if I remember correctly) who had passed on before her. I was STUNNED that she could even sit up much less talk. There is a God and an afterlife. I have had a couple of other patients talk to others on the other side as well. It's only been 2-3 times in my whole career. But I know what I saw and heard.

I'm a Hospice nurse also, but this comment is about my own Father. He passed away suddenly at the age of 63, 32 years ago. Because I'm a nurse, I wanted to dress him for his wake and make sure everything was perfect. He was always a well dressed man. So after I convinced the funeral director that I would be just fine, he allowed me to do so. As I was with my Dad, fussing with his suit, shoes etc, I became aware of a maintenance man sweeping slowly in the back of the room. At the time I thought how sweet, they are just making sure I am ok. After I finished making sure even his shoes were polished, and that he had change on his pocket (he had to have change, always) I kissed him goodbye and went to thank the director. I also thanked him for the maintenance man in the room, because it did make me feel more at ease. He looked at his mortician, and then said that there was nobody else here but us. Here's the kicker; my Dad had always told us kids that no matter what,, even if you chose to be a broom pusher, be the best damn broom pusher that ever was. It was my Dad's spirit in that room with me. I believe in miracles. ❤

I was a paramedic for over a decade. I have experienced something very close. We coded a lady in the ER and ended up calling time of death. The family came in and prayed, cried, and prayed more. The patient suddenly took a deep breath and was in normal sinus rhythm. I ended up transferring her to a different hospital that night. I held this lady’s hand as she died. She was dead…. Then she wasn’t. God is real folks.

About20 years ago, due to a ear infection I came down with bacteria meningitis. My Dr. Missed it and sent me to an ear nose and throat specialist who also missed it and gave me tranquilizers and sent me home. Next morning I called a friend who took me to the hospital. I was put in quarantine and I’m not real sure of the timing, but someone came in my room and told me my kidneys were shutting down and I had about 12 hours. That I should call someone. My husband was at home taking care of our 3 little girls. I did not call anyone. I was laying back in the bed when the Lord came to me and held me near his robe. I was very small and he was quite tall. He was my father, I was his child. He opened his arms and showed me my entire family that was in heaven. Then he told me everything would be okay. The next tests they did showed I was fine and could go home. I remember the peace that I felt for a long time after that. The doctors kept bringing me up in their weekly meeting, unable to determine what happened. I finally told them there was a healer better than them. They said that’s what they thought. Praise the Lord. He has always looked after me. I am so blessed.

Well you asked. Yes it happened in our bedroom where my husband died. I felt it standing in a corner of our bedroom. I had my husband in my arms so my back was toward it. It was 5pm, Sunday, a bright sun coming through the window from the East next to the “man” beside the window. It was so powerful I did not turn to look. It was a human size. I knew it was for my husband and I concentrated on my husband because his eyes were large, looking at me, and he was so full of joy. His mouth was open in a kind of surprise. I knew I was a bystander between husband and spirit. It was peaceful, joyful and beautiful for us both. My thinking & feeling was it was Jesus. Later the thought kept returning. It was resurrection day. I so hope He will be there for me too one day. It’s been 11 years and that memory is as clear as ever.

40 years ago, when my dad was dying, I did not really have a strong feeling about Angels. But one night when I got home from work at 1 AM, my mom said that she had waited for me to come home to go to work because dad was in a bad way. She said that I needed to stay up with him. I knew I could not stay awake so I said a prayer for God to send his angels to watch over dad for the night because I couldn’t. I fell asleep on the couch near his bedroom door hoping if he called I would hear him. When I woke up, and he had not called I was afraid he might have died. I went to his room and he was staring with wide eyes. I said, “Dad what is wrong?“ He said there was a white being at the foot of his bed all night long. I said, “Dad, I prayed for angels to watch over you.” His face softened and he said, “well they did.” Ever since that day, I have been a believer, and comforted by knowing God’s angels are watching over us.

My mom was dying of pancreatic cancer 30 years ago. She was in the hospital with breathing changes in a coma. It was hard to watch her suffer. So hard to watch in fact, that my brother got on a plane and left before she died. One of my sisters left the hospital and went to a party. My other sister stayed in the hospital lobby, but could not bear to be in the room watching her. I couldn’t leave her alone. I stayed in the room. I talked to my mom and watched her. That night she did die, and I was at her right side. After her last breath which I didn’t know was going to be her last breath, I saw her spirit leave her mouth, swirl and gather before her, and shoot up towards the sky through the ceiling. No more breaths she was gone. How precious a gift God gave me! Hope this comforts others as it did me.

In 1968 I was in a firefight in Vietnam. I had received some shrapnel across my stomach and I thought it was bad. I noticed a bust of a figure in my corner of my eyes. I thought I was seeing things until it moved. It smiled at me and I felt a warm feeling and an understanding that everything was going to be ok. It was! That was my guardian angel.

When I was about 10 or 11yrs old, I was extremely sick from the Asian Flu. 3 months of it. Looked like a skeleton. One sunny mid morning I heard beautiful Angelic singing. I got up and opened the window. It was coming from everywhere. Layed back down.And got well very soon. I wasn't dreaming. God healed me.

Our daughter passed away within an hour of birth. I was in a sort of coma during the birth and didn’t wake until a few days later. I woke up in the nighttime. my husband comes to lay down in the hospital bed with me, and the entire room lights up bright white light-- then the light comes to the both of us and speeds through our bodies. If my husband didn’t experience this with me - I would have thought I was crazy from being in a coma. I’m crying as I’m writing this. This memory is rushing back to me. I truly believe my daughter was saying I’m here!!! but good bye until we meet in heaven. Mommy loves you my dear Sophia -Until we see each other again my love ❤

This is true , how I heard the voice of god. I was in the 5th grade and I was walking home from school to my house which was about 3 blocks when a car stopped on the other side and shouted to me that they were here to pick me up sent by my mother because my mother was in the hospital. I started to walk towards this man when a voice came from nowhere other then In my mind saying “ ask him what your mother’s name is?” I asked him “ What’s my mom’s name? He then tried harder to convince me , I asked him again “ What’s my mom’s name?” He didn’t answer me, then I knew I was in danger, so I ran to the nearest house and pounded on the door, but no one was home, but the evil person didn’t know this and took off. I knew it had to be god’s voice , He saved me from what I believed from being kidnapped raped and possibly killed. I thanked God for helping me in my time of need. 😊

My father passed in 2007 at home on hospice care from pancreatic cancer. He was a very strong man with the highest of morals. He was 81. The final 3 days he was unconscious, puffing breathing, but very peaceful. When his breathing slowed and we knew it was close to the end, I called my mom to the bedside. Just as she said I love you honey, go on home...he opened his eyes, smiled wide, raised his right hand up in the air as if someone was taking his hand, laid his arm down and let out a long breath...and that was it! We all felt a sense of warmth and love in that room that I've never seen or felt since. I'm teary eyed writing this!

I am from Scotland and I had an accident on holiday in Wyoming. After 8 hours being stabilised in the ER I woke in my hospital room to see a huge angel standing at the side of my bed. It was about 7’ tall, arms outstretched. It had wings too. I wasn’t scared, and I made an amazing recovery.

As an ICU RN in trauma critical care, I often saw angels in my patient’s rooms. I just moved around them and did my work. I welcomed them into my world.

Back in 1986, my oldest daughter was diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis at age 5. The doctors didn't expect her to live for much longer. There were many prayers for April. One night she went into respiratory distress and my husband and I began to pray. As soon as we started praying, her breathing became easy. Later that week when she had xrays done, her lungs were clear. The doctor left the room in tears. God blessed us with 12 more years with April. The morning she passed, I told her Jesus would lead her home with him. She was fighting to stay with us. I saw Jesus with his angels coming to take her. He told me to tell her it's OK to let go, he was going to heal her. After I told her she can go, her body begin to shut down. I knew she was in God's hands. As painful as it was to lose her, I know we will all be together again someday.

This angel appeared to my sister before she died. She told me that she saw 2 angels at the bottom of her bed. I said OK and what do they look like and she told me. I went along with it, but I went past her to go to the bathroom and I felt like I passed someone. I got shivers but I knew that they had come for her to take her to heaven. She passed that night and I felt so comfortable that she was gone and in no more pain. Thanks for telling me that story as I have Parkinson's and may be going down the path of Dementia and Alizhemer's. Keep doing what you do.

My Grandmother went into the hospital and fell into a coma for 3 months. One day, she woke up, was alert, eating, went home and while home, got paperwork for their business in order, updated her Will, gave all the passwords to their things on the computer to Grandpa, made phone calls to vendors, etc., to get things paid or corrected, gave him all the keys that she stayed up that night to label - every. single. one - my Grandpa said she was up until 3am labeling those keys. After 3 weeks, she got sick again and went to hospital, fell into another coma and 1 month later she died in her sleep. God gave her a second chance for a little while to get things in order for my Grandpa, because she knew, EVEN IN A COMA, he would be lost without knowing those things she worked on, for him. I believe God gives second chances when the need is great... God understands.

I have no doubt that you witnessed and felt everything you did that night. My aunt had a neighbor she was close with. They had a 3yr old little girl who had cancer. She was doing hospice at home. One day she was laying in her bed humming. Her mother didn't recognize the song and asked where she had heard it. The little girl said the angels outside the window were singing it. She said they want me to come play with them. Now she was only 3 years old and it wasn't something the family talked about. Later that night she said now the singing angels were next to her. That night she passed away peacefully. A small child with no concept of heaven or angels made a believer out of me ❤

My father was dying at home laying in a rented hospital bed in his own bedroom. He had been quiet for a long time. Then suddenly he said, “Oh thank you for bringing the light, it really helps a lot. “ Then a few minutes later he held up his arm and held out his hand and said “Jesus.” Then his arm went down and he passed away. I like to believe Jesus came to escort Dad to heaven. Dad was a good man and a believer who led his family all to God.

One Christmas when my son was a young teen he was opening a gift while standing up. I was taking pictures with a digital camera of him as well as my mom as they opened gifts. The next day I was flipping through the photos and in that one picture standing behind him and looking over his shoulder was an Angel. It was so clearly an angel that I was completely stunned and I think I stopped breathing. The Angel was filmy white and you could clearly see the shape of a head, shoulders and the most beautiful wings. Somewhere from deep within me I said ‘Richard’. Richard was my brother that died of cancer two years before my son was born. It was like a fact that I knew in my soul. I showed that photo to only a few people and only said, hey look at this picture of my kid. Each and every person that saw it said something akin to ‘there’s an Angel behind him!. I see it’s wings!’ I’ve always been so grateful to know my son has an Angel.

My mom was dying about ten years ago. I walked into the hospital from a two hour drive and the doctor met me in the hallway. He told me it was a matter of hours and to let my family know. She had told us a week or so beforehand that she would make it home for Christmas but now we were sure she would not. I called my family to come to the hospital and we gathered around her and loved her. Several hours later she woke up and asked for food. Several days later she came home for Christmas ( on oxygen) and my mom stuck around for five more years until she decided to die. She secretly quit taking all her medication and ended up back in the hospital where she passed away within days of being admitted. She chose not to die and then chose when to go. She was the strongest woman I ever knew. She was one of the first people to ever have a pig valve put into her heart! Miracles happen every day 🙏

My daughter was placed on Hospice when she was 10 months old. She had a Heart Defect and had had a stroke as well. She was placed on ECMO to oxygenate her blood and when she came off it caused her to have the stroke which resulted in a massive blood clot in her brain. The Drs rushed her to have a Craniotomy and remove it. They showed me the picture of her brain that was damaged from the clot and it was a significant area. They sent us home and didn't explain to us that Hospice was end of life... They made us think that it was just nurses coming to help me care for her while she recovered. I was heartbroken once I was told that she wasn't supposedly going to make it. But days turned into months she was discharged from Hospice. She got Physical and Speech therapy, learned to walk, and talk. We ended up getting a second opinion in Louisville and the Drs were optimistic they could repair/fix everything going on and they did! She's now a happy and healthy 13 year girl. She had her pace maker removed by the Dr that put it in in Lexington when she was an infant about 3 years ago and she was completely shocked to see her. Miracles do happen and especially in kids they are resilient and heal.

Julie, I also had an incredible experience like yours. I was diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer. The night before my second chemotherapy session. I was awoken by a yellow light. I sat up and saw an Angel. I was shocked. I wasn’t on any medication, I was shocked. The room was in a yellow light it was clam and soothing. The angel asked me if I wanted to go to my father’s home. I was confused and said my father had passed a number of years ago. The angel told me “Not your earthly father, but your Heavenly Father.” I just couldn’t believe this was happening. I said no, I think I could still be of use here. The angel said “very well, you will remain here to complete your work.” The room went dark. A peacefulness came over me. I turn on the light and walked around the room. I just couldn’t believe it. I went for my second chemotherapy session the next day. Two weeks later I was imaged. My tumor had shrunk by 80%. My doctors were so shocked and happy. I have been cancer free for 4 years now, and had an incredible journey in these 4 years. Keep up the good work. I also work in healthcare facility. God bless you all.

I'm a nurse now, but when my story took place I was still a young girl. My grandfather had lung cancer, and he was at home during his pending death. Grandma had converted one of their dining rooms into a room for him, and she and my mother were doing the lion's share of caring for him. My sister and I were at my grandparent's house a lot, because Mom was there. Grandpa had been failing fast, and of course I was curious about everything that was going on. One day, my mom was sitting on the chair at the foot of his bed, and grandma was standing beside his bed. And of course, my sister and I were peeking into the room, as usual. He had been pretty much semi comatose for a few days. All of a sudden, his eyes came open, he reached his arm toward the ceiling, and he said "Ohhhh. Look at all of the beautiful flowers!" He passed that night.

My Dad passed away in August 2008. When Father's Day come around the following year I woke up about 7am and walked downstairs to my kitchen. I remembered going into the living room and checking something quickly and then returning to my kitchen. I suddenly experienced a euphoric rush through my body which lasted at least 30 seconds, although it seemed much longer. It was a feeling of pure bliss; like I was enveloped within a cloud of love. I knew it was my Dad sending me a message as I was his youngest son and felt lost at the time.

My Mom had both legs amputated above the knees in 1992. I restructured my house to move her in with me. Through therapy and regular doctor visits, she became very healthy, even eliminating her diabetes. In April 2008, we went for our usual Tuesday morning grocery shopping trip to the large food store when I noticed a short man, in his 30's, dressed in what looked like court jester attire wandering through the store as if he was searching for someone. I was pushing my Mom's wheelchair as I always did, and pointed him out to her. She said she noticed him and we shouldn't stare. Thirty minutes later, we were in the dairy section aisle alone when the man appeared at the end of the aisle. He spotted Mom and a look of contentment came over him and he said, "Oh, there you are!" to Mom. He walked briskly up to us, never looking at me. He crouched down and looked into Mom's eyes and seriously said, "In heaven, you will have your legs." Then he gently touched her right arm, and off he went, exiting the store. A week later Mom died. You can take this anyway you want, but this amazing event changed my beliefs forever.

Ten years ago while having the Whipple procedure surgery for pancreatic cancer, I saw angels ( very bright beings) all around the operating table I was on. After four days in SICU I was able to tell my mom what I saw. She said that during the eight hour surgery she prayed that the Lord would send his angels to protect me during that extremely serious surgery. It still brings tears to my eyes when I tell people my story. My mom is an angel in heaven now and I know I will see her again one day! I want to add that I am a miracle by living ten years after having pancreatic cancer that had spread to my liver and I am still alive after having the Whipple. I give all the glory to God. I believe God is showing you all these things and wanting you to accept Him into your heart today! I pray you will.

I was witness to my brother passing at the young age of 36 from lung cancer. He was in a lovely hospice facility. I sat with him and my sister in law. I will never ever forget the look on his face when he sat up (after being in a coma and in the dying process) and opening his eyes, as if he was seeing an amazing sight, then laying down and he was gone. The image of that moment is burned into my memory. It was one of the most beautiful things I'd ever seen. Sadly, for various reasons I was not in the room during the exact moment of passing of my parents or my sister who left too soon as well. I really wanted to be with all of them....knowing how amazing it was. God rest your souls, family💔

My mother was in the hospital, her arms and legs were twitching. The doctor told us she was brain dead and we should unplug her and that she would die. I just couldn't. The next morning she woke up. Told us she talked to her mother and was told to come back to be with the family for awhile. She lived for another month. That experience made it easier for us when she finally passed.

My mother had cancer. One day she began having a seizure. We rushed her to the hospital and were told that her brain was in continuous seizures. The doctor explained that her brain was too far gone. We could keep her on life support to prolong things, or we could take her off and let her go peacefully. He said that which ever path we chose, she would not wake up. We chose to let her go. They took her off everything and moved her to a regular room so that we could have some privacy to say goodbye. Over the next few hours the family gathered. To everyone’s surprise, she made it through the night. The next morning, the phone rang in the room. Her eyes opened, she saw my sister and said hello. From that moment she was awake, lucid, and holding court with all of us. The wonderful hospital brought in another bed and we all took turns staying with her around the clock. No one could explain it. It was a true miracle. She lived for another week. She got to say everything she wanted to so to each one of us and we got to do the same. What a gift! When you looked into her eyes, there was an expression of peace and knowing that had not been there before. Doctors kept bringing their students in to meet the miracle that was my mother. When the week ended, she slipped back into her previous state and died within hours. It was the most amazing week of my life.

My dad had hours to days to live, he was on hospice for 1 year at that time. 4 days later he woke up and asked to eat. His nurse came up the stairs with her eyes bugged out, "what am I seeing?" He died one year later almost to the exact date of the prior year, he just died last wednesday. That was a miracle! God gave us more time. 🙏

I am a kidney transplant doctor, work a lot in emergency department .I have seen many miracles at work and on personal level. Fate introduced me to St Jude and St Pio.I was driving on I-49 in Louisiana to a hospital to work in the ER,when without warning, the cloud above lowered to the level of my windshield with St Pio on it smiling at me.I have studied this Saint ,read many books on him,even traveled to Italy to participate in his canonization mass.He stayed on this cloud as I was pondering what was going on. As soon as I realized there were no cars coming or going in any direction, I became scared and panicked. The cloud went back to it's position in the sky and he remained on it until I stopped looking up to check. I am a biochemist also ,however this background in molecular science has not stopped me from recognizing the obvious,that we are part of the universe and that the dead are alive and well.

You clearly experienced an angelic visitation. My husband was in the ICU and our dr was trying a procedure to save him. I was asked to wait in a waiting area that was private until they came to get me. It was about 3:45 a.m. and i was crying by myself. Then a very kind nurse came and sat with me. She exuded loving kindness and talked to me for about 10 minutes. She left and I immediately went back to my husbands' side. He died about an hour later. About 3 days later I went to see the hospital administrator. I wanted to thank him for the excellent care my husband had received and especially for the wonderful nurse who helped me. I told him her name and he said "Hold on, I'm calling our Director of Nursing to share this with her." The Director said "we don't have anyone on staff, and never have, with that name." I knew then that the nurse who consoled me was an angel. It was amazing.

My angel experience is from many years ago, but if my story can help even one person its worth telling. I had a disabled 10 year old daughter who was on life support at childrens hospital, they told me that there was nothing more they could do and as soon as they unplugged the machines she would pass. I called all the family to have time to say good bye's and after a couple days reluctantly said to go ahead, so they unplugged the machines and everyone was able to hold her, she didn't pass and after a day or two most everyone had to get back to their lives many were from out of town, , at that point I hadn't picked her up myself I would sit by her and talk and caress her, 10 days passed and It was just me and my second wife there in the room, it was a pretty sunny day and my wife was looking out the window I went over and picked my daughter up and I don't know how much time passed but 2 angles came in the room I couldn't as much see them as I felt their presence one on each side of me, they spoke to me again not aloud but telepathically, they said they had come to take her and she would be better, I had always feared death and they told me not to fear but embrace passing, I knew I had to give her to them at this point , these angles calmed all my fears and she passed in my arms. This experience totally changed my life, its been almost 40 years ago and many many loved ones have passed and several in my presence but Ive never seen the angels since but they were there the one time I needed them, or my daughter needed me to need them As to my wife, after my daughter passed she was still looking out the window, she quietly said she's passed hasn't she, I replied yes, she asked did you talk to them, they had spoken to her as well

You nurses are G-d's Angels on Earth. I am so grateful for you and what you do. I lost my Mom 2 years ago to a horrible disease and I just recently almost lost my brother. Excellent nursing care saved his life. Nurses are one of us humans greatest blessings from the Divine. Thank you for all that you do and all that you are.

I was a CNA in Newbury Park CA. I was 16 years old. I Had a patient who had COPD and dying. Her family lived all over the US and wanted someone to sit with her, so she wasn't alone or scared while they traveled to her. I Did everything possible to keep her comfortable and clean. I talked with her and held her hand. I was fighting my sleep. I think I fell asleep, I thought it was just a few seconds, then she came to me in a dream. She did wear a black veil (catholic) but she looked healthy, and had the biggest smile. As to tell me she was ok now.... Then she passed. I did not put all of the pieces together then, so young, and new to medical field. One of the reasons Im a nurse today. Thank You Mrs. Edna.

My aunt passed away from cancer in 2003. She fought it for 8 years and passed on her sons 18th birthday, fulfilling her promise to him to see him become a man. She was under hospice care toward the end and I remember regular visits to her when the hospice nurses were there. On the night before the day she passed, a man named John was her hospice nurse. We thought it was unusual because she had only had female nurses to that point. He was very kind to her and would scoop her up and carry her out to the front porch for some fresh air. She liked him very much. I remember while she slept that night, John sat in a chair in her room and watched her. She felt peaceful around him. He left around 6am and was replaced by another nurse. My aunt passed about 10am that day. As the nurse was packing everything up, we asked her about John. She said, we don’t have any male nurses on our staff. She didn’t know who he was. We suspect he was an angel sent to get her to bring her home.

Whoa! I worked as a geriatric nurse for 25+ years and saw a lot. One gentleman was actively dying, didn’t even think he’d make it through my lunch hour, so sat with him ( he was out) and thought to myself I’m going to sit here and just love this man while he dies. ( no family available), and when he took his last breath, I saw ( this sounds strange but I swear it happened) a clearish but with soft pastel type colors ribboned thru it come out of his chest, hit my chest then up through the ceiling and gone. All happened in like a millisecond but I will never forget it. His name was Ed. ❤

My mother had Advanced Alzheimers and no longer spoke. My siblings and I, our Dad and grandchildren gathered on Christmas Eve at the care home. My mom always had Bing Crosby on at Christmas time. I'd brought my cassette player and had a Bing Christmas tape. I turned it on and she began to sing in the most clear voice. She sang word for word. She passed 2 days later. She gave us all the most precious gift possible. R.I.P Mother.🦋

Loved your Angel story. I lost my Mom when I was 6 y/o from heart disease. Loss has been a reality for me, my whole life long, and I’m now in my late 60’s. As a child, I knew the last time I hugged her, it would be the last. She was set up in a bed that would become my bedroom that I shared with my sister, after she passed away. What has brought me comfort ever since, was that I saw her in my room, at the foot of my bed-just after she passed away. She looked the same, but was just glowing kind of white and wavy, with a peaceful smile on her face. I shared this with my sisters and a sister’s friend. They believed me. Recently I wrote my Memoirs and included this in my book for my family. My sister’s friend also wrote it in her book, too! In real time, (as I’m writing my book) she called my sister, after close to 60 years! Next week we’re all going to see her childhood friend. I feel in life, they’re not coincidences, but divine intervention at play…

When I was 27 I had stomach cancer. I waisted away to 80 pounds. I refused medical help at that point. I tried to die 3 times the last week. But the voice of God said don't go to sleep right now. On that Thursday night a preacher came and prayed for me....I was instantly healed. I am 70 now. As healthy as can he. Jesus still does heal. I am living proof.

I was diagnosed with COPD and was told to stop my smoking immediately. Well, I kept relapsing and found myself hiding to be able to smoke as my friends and family were getting upset. I was hiding and smoking and suddenly an elderly man with the bluest eyes walked up to me and very calmly explained that my smoking was going to kill me. He looked straight in my eyes as he spoke. I felt shame, fear and I nodded in agreement. He walked away. I prayed to God to help me . I have never had a craving for cigarettes since and it has been 12 years! That man was an angel sent to help me.

I just watched this again as it showed up in my feed. I worked in a local catholic hospital for a few years. I asked the nurses in oncology and ICU to let me know who had no visitor's so I could "visit" them on my lunch break. I would sit quietly or read from whatever book I was reading. Sometimes I would hold their hand, other times not. On several occasions I witnessed the "awakening" while they spoke to their dead family members. Twice, I experienced something similar to your event. My beliefs run with Native American teachings so....I knew these visits were from a guide sent from the creator. Such an amazing & somewhat frightening experience. I will never forget it.

Hi Julie. What you saw was real. God allowed you to see something very special. There is another realm that most people don't experience, but you had the privilege of experiencing it. I've experienced it with my dad when he passed and also with my late wife, who was also a nurse. You have been blessed, and I'm very happy for you. Thank you so much for sharing your experience.

In October of 2021, I caught Covid and I was rushed to the hospital due to extreme respiratory issues. My oxygen levels were 43% and I was in and out of consciousness. I had mersa and sepsis. I almost died twice. I remember vividly being overwhelmed by a bright light that surrounded everything around me. I then heard and felt my mother’s voice in my right ear and she said “ I’m not ready for you yet honey, get back down there and fight for every minute you can.” I never saw her.. but I could feel her breath in my ear. After 2 weeks and 2 blood transfusions I was eventually released to my brother. My life changed forever in that moment. I will never take life for granted anymore because you never know when it comes to an end. Appreciate every day you have ❤🙏❤️

I worked at James A Haley Veterans Hospital in Tampa FL, I was a CNA on the lockdown alzheimer's unit. I had a patient who was exactly as you described, near death. This Veteran as i am. In his lucid moments would tell me of his experiences during World war II. I set with him a lot and felt very close to him. As he was close to passing his family was there and I let them of course have private time. About 15 minutes into there visit one of the family came out and said he asked for me! I was shocked to say the least because he had not spoken in weeks. When I walked in with his eyes closed, he smiled and reached for my hand. And he said Brian everything will be okay, and he passed. At the time i was going through a lot and I believed what he had said. 22 years later I think of Sam daily and hope he would be proud of what I have done with my life. Thanks

I also am a nurse and worked with hospice nurses. I had a man that was in his 50s with end stage COPD. He really wanted to live and was not ready to die. He ended up with Covid and no one wanted to treat for it. So I asked the pt do you want to be treated he said yes and finally was ordered medications and recovered. He went on to live several months longer.The will to live is strong and he was wasn’t ready to give up yet. When he was close to the end he was ready and died peacefully with the comforts of hospice.

I'm a nurse of 47 years and have seen many miracles. One stands out. My friend was actively was dying when in her comatose state she started talking. She called out to Jesus and asked if he'd give her more time as her children were coming in the morning! I heard her thank Jesus. Sure enough she was up and about the next morning to see her daughters. They got 48 hours together before she passed! I felt so privileged to have witnessed this. It sure strengthened my faith!

My mother was on hospice and had a night where she was actively dying. We sat with her and read to her. The nurse came and told us basically what you did. Eventually I was there with her alone. Reading a book. And I put my head down and prayed my heart out. That I couldn’t not ever see her eyes again. I couldn’t handle that thought. I put my head down. Within 5 minutes I heard her say “I haven’t eaten yet today”. I thought I was hearing things. I looked over at her and she was looking at me. I went over to her and held her hand. I asked what she wanted and got her some pudding. I told her I thought you were dying. She told me that she almost did but wanted to come back to see me. My mom was sitting at the table having coffee and toast the next morning. She died a week later. Her room was full of spirits waiting for her. I could feel it. So could my sister. The biggest one was a man in a black coat. It was her father who she never really knew. Because he’d been out of her life and then died not long after she found him again. In the last 2 hours, after she had been unresponsive for about 8 already, my sister, brother and I took turns sitting w her. To each of us separately when we said her name she opened her eyes one last time. To me she gave me the lil wink that she loved me. My prayers were answered twice. Thank you🤍💫

Hi Julie, What an inspiring story, and the comments are touching as well. My wife was taken off feading through a hickman feeding tube and given two weeks to live in 1995, We had hospice come in for four hours a day, and those ladies were truly godsent. My wife did her daily bible studies while I was at work, we prayed together every day, she got too the point of asking God to take her home or make her better, mine was to take me and leave her. We have two teenage boys at the time, Well miracles do happen as God did make her better and she's witnessed her grandchildren being born and recently our grandson graduating college as she is still with me in 2023. I thank God for his mercy and for the love and compassion of those hospice nurses. Thank you for all you do, God is great, God bless you. ps one of her nurses name was Julie also. Miracles do happen every day.

It sounds like God sent an Angel to give her time to say goodbye to her family and to give them time to understand 🙏🏻🙏🏻

The night before my brain aneurysm surgery I was sleeping when I heard someone enter the hospital room around 11:30 at night. The curtains were drawn between me and a comatose patient. I assumed the visitor was there to see the patient next to me but It way past visiting hours. The visitor said my favorite prayer (Psalm 23). As the visitor was leaving I said “thank you for that prayer”. The visitor put her hand on my left shoulder and said”God has not forgotten you.” I know it was Angel comforting me before surgery.

Hi Julie, I wanted to share my experience with you. A few years ago, my dear friend passed away from cancer. I live in a different state, but had a trip back home planned. Her Dad called me and said she was in hospice at home and asked if I could come up to visit. I told him I had this trip planned, but would not be there until Tuesday. His call was on Friday. Anyway, her family didn't know if she would pass away before then, but I would still plan to visit. On Saturday, I was still home and suddenly had a vision of my friend lying in a hospital bed upstairs in the loft just outside her bedroom. I also saw a huge Angel at the foot of her bed. He was also "cream color" and he had huge wings. This vision shook me. I didn't say anything to anyone. On Tuesday, I flew back home. My Mom was gracious to take me to my friend's house so I could visit. Her Dad greeted me at the door. I gave him a hug, my friend's sister a hug, and her stepmom a hug. We chatted. Then they took me upstairs. I had been in her house before, but never went upstairs. In fact, I didn't know what the upstairs looked like. As we were heading up, I started getting tears. Then my vision popped in my head. Her Dad looked at me and asked if I was ok. I said yes. As we got to the loft I looked around. It was exactly as I saw my friend in my vision. I was completely in awe. After going over to see my friend who was lying in her bed asleep, I decided to tell her family about my vision. They were in awe of it too. In fact, her sister told me that she felt like there was a presence there as well. I could not see the Angel, but I could definitely feel the presence of something with us. I felt this presence at the foot of her bed. I spent a few hours with my friend. Unfortunately, she was not conscience so I was telling stories about our adventures to her sister mostly, and her Dad. I did get some smiles from my friend as she was lying there especially when I asked her if she could see the Angel at the foot of her bed. To me that was confirmation. It was a soothing experience and no one was afraid at all. The next day, my friend passed away. I keep in touch with her sister, and we always seem to talk about that Angel. So, Julie, thank you for sharing your experience. Keep it in your heart and I hope it brings you smiles especially when you have a bad day.

Thank you for this video. My husband had hospice care in 2020. Days before his death, two extremely tall Guardian Angels stood beside the head of his bed. I could see his bedroom was lighter in their presence. Just as he passed I swear I heard many voices, whom I believe to have been his relatives and loved ones greeting him. Hours later as the Hospice Minister was speaking to me, I felt my husband’s hand on my shoulder. I miss him, but these images have helped me.

My father had similar in his room the hours before he died. My sister clearly saw the outline of a similar figure by his bed, and stood near her, she said it glistened in the sunlight and she thought it was an angel rather than a spirit. My Dad was responding to it as though in conversation. She said it looked like my Dad was responding as if being "ministered to", he was listening, smiling and nodding... he died peacefully hours later with our family all around him 🙏

I was asleep at home with my infant son, my husband was at work when I suddenly felt my hand grabbed and I began to fly upwards. A female was saying, "O my God". I thought it was my Mom who had suddenly died. Then she let go of my hand, saying , "its okay , its okay" I woke up thinking I had had a very vivid dream. In the morning I called my Mom and was relieved to hear her voice. An hour later she called back to say your Grandmother passed during the night. I was glad that I was with her. She was not alone.

I was a nurse for many years, now retired. At one point I was caring for a lovely older lady as she was dying. One day I saw an Angel quietly standing behind the head of her bed. This lady was very spiritual and prayed a good deal of the time so didn’t surprise me too much. Next day two more angels joined the original one. A few days later I came in to see a small group of them in two rows like a small choir behind the head of her bed. I was amazed and thankful that she was given this comfort in her time of need. She died a few days later. The only person I told was a pastor. I think he thought I had a few screws loose. When I think of it now I’m reminded of these words of an old spiritual song “a band of angels coming after me. .. comin for to carry me home. ❤️

I was a nonbeliever and my son was born after suffering a brain hemorrhage during delivery. He was rushed away to a special care baby unit and I was told he might not live. I went to see him on the special care baby unit walked into his room and saw a huge birds wing over his cot. Literally could make out every single feather I don't know if it was an eagle wing or an angel wing. I actually thought I was having a hallucination. That night I had a dream that God was holding my son in his arms. I thought it meant he was going to die, but God spoke to me and said whether he lives or dies he is safe in my arms. With that he handed my son back to me and we were both surrounded by angels singing and praying. When I woke up I couldn't stop telling people about my dream and I was convinced he would be totally healed. I'm sure the nursing staff thought I was having a psychotic break but I now became convinced in my heart that God was real. I turned from a nonbeliever into a believer. I had been told the prognosis was very bad that he would never walk or talk. He met all his milestones normally. He not only was/is totally normal but he thrived and is now a successful 28 year-old transformation project manager. One day a church friend came to visit my house when my son was still a child. This person had never been to my area or street before, but he told me as he turned into my street he knew exactly which house was mine he said there was a giant angel sitting on the roof of my house guarding it.

The two days prior to my spouse passing under Hospice care,,, never bedridden but the bed was delivered... kept seeing "birds " in the house..winged.. but not the cardinals who showed daily... Tom kept telling me things were flying in the house..we were together 31 years.... he passed as we were talking while i was making him Hamburger Helper.... he asked me " Is everything OK?" I said yes.. I think we were both blessed .. odd thing, its been 6 years now and with everything.. I now remember HOSPICE had delivered the bed few days prior...WOW

Hello Julie, i think nurses have a special place in our Lord's heart, may He be with all of you for the work you do for people in their final days. And I strongly BELIEVE our Lord gave us a Guardian Angel to each one of us when we were in our mother's womb. He is there with us all the time, caring for us.

Had a very similar situation with my oldest daughter although I didn't see an angel. She had a very rare cancer. I was told she was actively in the dying process. Her dad was sitting by her bedside and I was on the other side. For some reason I walked over to a table in the room and pulled out a Bible from the drawer. When I opened it my eyes went straight to the story of a little girl that Jesus brought back to life. He said Talitha Cumi, which means roughly damsel arise. My daughters name is Talitha. As soon as I read the passage the phone rang. I went to answer it and all of a sudden my daughter opened her eyes and asked her dad when did he get there. She then turned to me and asked me the same. It took 5 minutes for the nurses at the station to believe me, said there was no way. They all ran to her room and were totally shocked. They were on the phone immediately with her doctors, (which they found it incredible also) My daughter lived another three years. Oh yes, she was also an RN. I miss her terribly.

My mom had had a stroke a few years before being diagnosed with terminal cancer. During her last days she was taken care of by a skilled nursing facility. I was visiting her the day before she passed. She was non verbal from the stroke. All of a sudden her face lit up....she smiled so big.....and pointed to a picture of my dad on the wall. He had passed 10 years earlier. I said.....mom, is dad here??? She shook her head yes over and over. The next morning she slipped into a coma and around 2pm she passed peacefully. I thoroughly believe that my dad came to get her....to comfort her and calm her fears.....and to help her when her time came. I'm crying typing this and it's been 25 years ago. But I'll never forget that experience.

Hi Julie, l liked your story…so, my story is this:- when l was 11years old, my mum was Very ill and it was an occurring thing for her to be in and out of hospital… she had a leaking valve, l think that’s what it was called… Anyway, l asked my friend to take me to her local chapel so l could pray for my mum… When l got back, l went in to my mums bedroom and she was sitting up and she told me something had happened… She said jesu’s mother Mary had stood at the end of her bed and told her she would get better… I knew then that my prayer had been answered… My mom died when l was a teenager, from cancer, but since then l have experienced things in my life l just can’t explain, faith is a strong thing to have and l have lots…thank you for your story, Barbara G ❤️

My 23 year old son was struck in a hit and run accident in which he died from his injuries. Many people witnessed the accident, but there was a very special woman, named Karie, who found out what hospital he was taken to and went there and prayed with her friend. She told me that she had a very clear vision of Angels surrounding his bed. It brought me a lot of peace to hear this and I have to wonder if they were "Ministering Angels", who were there to witness Christ Crucified and Salvation found only in Jesus. I fell on my face to our King and Savior because of this horrible tragedy 19 years ago, and hang onto the hope to one day be reunited with my son. God wishes that none shall perish. May Jesus Christ be glorified.

On the night my son, David, was stricken with leukemia, my son told me about a "lady" who appeared at our front door asking to use our phone to call her son. She said she had a flat tire and needed her son to help her. I had left the house to go to the local party store to buy some Seven-Up to settle his stomach. When I got home, he told me that he had "scared some lady". His face was deep purple and he had dark spots on his cheek, petechiae, and two blackened eyes. I thought he had been hallucinating, so I shrugged it off. Later that night, I took him to the emergency room of the local hospital where he was diagnosed with ALL and life flighted in critical condition to another hospital. I got the directions and went home to pick up my wife. We found the hospital but got lost inside trying to find our way around. As we got into the elevator, my frantic wife called out, "God! I've got to find my son!" As the doors were closing, a hand popped in and they reopened. A nurse asked us what was going on. After explaining our situation, she directed us through the halls to another elevator and told us how to find his room. This was over 20 years ago. She never used a phone, intercom or stopped at any nurse stations. We found David's room right where she said it was. Later, we realized that we never told her our names. Our description of the nurse matched David's "lady" at the door and we were told that where we had entered should have had no one in that hallway at the time we were there. We believe, to this day, we met our son's Guardian Angel.

My aunt passed away from uterine cancer, 3 days before Christmas in 1982. She had been in a coma for a few weeks. Suddenly, she sat upright on the hospital bed that had been moved into the living room by the Christmas tree. She was talking to someone like they were right there. She said several people were there..her husband and mom and dad who had passed over 20 years ago! It really gave me cold chills when her face lit up with joy and she said that Jesus was there! Her face was literally filled with a light; unlike anything I'VE ever seen. That experience has never left me and I firmly believe that death is not the end, but the beginning of a whole new life.

Nurse Julie, I too have seen an angel in my bedroom about 40 years ago. Exactly as you described! I was awakened in the middle of the night and saw a huge being that filled the corner of my room. He was wearing a beige colored robe and his wings were closed behind him. He didn’t speak just stood there looking at me. I was startled but not scared. I quickly closed my eyes and he disappeared. I was not on any medication or drugs. Still a mystery as to his purpose. I am a believer and have been a Christian since about 9 years old. Will be 70 this year. Anyway, had to share as my angel was EXACTLY as you described. Thank you for sharing your experiences as both my parents at different times passed and I’ve wondered about their last moments.

I feel your experience was unique and special and only for you. You were shown what God felt you needed to see. Don't ignore this experience. Follow what your gut feels like it is encouraging you to do. Because that feeling in your gut is God reaching out to you. Amazing story. I loved every second of this video. Thank you for sharing and God bless ❤

I saw an actual angel floating behind my favorite client's wheelchair one day in assisted living. It was so bright and beautiful, very peaceful. She had an appointment with me the next morning in the hair salon. Her name was Aldine and she was 100 years old. The next day when I arrived at work, I was told she had passed the night before, but before she left in the ambulance she told someone at the facility, "Will you please let her know that I won't be at my appointment in the morning." I literally lost it and had to close shop for the day after that one. Aldine was a class act all the way and I can't wait to see her again in Heaven!

After almost a year of having diarrhea and horrible stomach pains and going from 154 lbs to 95 lbs the dr finally told me I had pancreatic cancer. They told me on Thursday and we called everyone we could and asked for prayers. I had the surgery on the following Monday and the cancer was gone. The dr was astonished. He even had a pediatric dr come in and feel of all my intestines and organs because he was used to feeling small things but there was no cancer anywhere. When I’m asked about surgeries I’ve had and I tell them this at drs offices they won’t even write it down. I had one tell me she had never heard anything like that before. I know God gave me a miracle

I love your channel. You really have a gift of communication and compassion. I visited a friend today who is on hospice. I have some experience with death and have been blessed to be present with people who I love as they embark on the most important journey in all of life. God has blessed us with the ability to see the grace in dying. Keep up the good work. I am certain that your videos are a blessing to many. ❤

Thank you for sharing this wonderful story! My mom is on hospice and I have been taking care of her. I have felt the presence of angels, specially last year when her health was suffering. I have been watching your videos to help me prepare and know what to look for when she gets to that stage. She has no terminal illness, just osteoporosis and old age. Thank you for sharing the videos, it is really important to me to know what to expect so I can be prepared because the fear of the unknown is very real. Thank you again and blessings to you with the important work you do!

I have had a near-death experience. In 1991, I was riding (with my Husband & 3 children) in an old truck we had. It was made in the 1950's, so it was a heavy, well built pickup truck. There were no seatbelts in our old truck. As my Husband turned a corner, my (passenger) door swung open & I was thrown out of the truck & run over by it. During my fall to the asphalt, I suddenly felt a very huge being, and although this being was behind me, I felt a great light, and huge, soft wings wrap around me & pulled me into its chest. I heard it say "its not your time to leave Earth yet", & then it faded away. I was rushed to the nearest hospital where the Doctors told me that they had never seen anyone survive a high impact accident such as I had. I truly believe it was my guardian angel that was with me that day, & that God directed the Angel to let me know my work wasnt done yet on Earth. Angels ARE VERY REAL!

Julie, what a beautiful story. You definitely witnessed a miracle! Not only By God giving her more time at death, but witnessing an angel was a miracle. In 1973 in high-school I was in a horrific car accident, Some invisible force physically held me back in my seat, keeping me from going through the windshield as the person next to me did ( in a car pre-seatbelts). I then tried to get out of the car after hitting a tree head on at high speed, but the door wouldn't open. I began to panic when beside my car door stood a woman with a sweet soft voice telling me to calm myself and to climb out of the shattered window and go for help. As I turned back to her as I climbed out she was no where to be found. No homes near, no cars had come into the area where we were and in a split second she was gone. I KNOW I encountered an angel that night, first by physically holding me in my seat and then appearing to me to calm me down assist in my getting out and telling me to go get help. I'm 65 now, 50 years have passed but I can still see and feel how extraordinary that encounter was. Consider yourself blessed to witness what you did. God is REAL, Angels are Real.

Thank you for sharing this! I was a nurse 42 years and was never brave enough to be a hospice nurse. You guys are amazing in my book! To make people comfortable at end of life is so sacred. This is one discipline that touches on the thin veil between this world and the next. You will always have my respect and kudos.

Hi Julie, thanks for your channel. Bless you for the work you do. My Mom is 95 and has Parkinson’s and Lewey Body Dementia. I know she’s not long for this world because she’s experiencing those things you talk about. I pray she has an easy passing. It’s hard but I know she’s ready and unafraid. Your channel has been a huge help. Regarding the beings you saw, I had the same experience when I felt I was going to die in a car mishap in the Rocky Mountains very late one night. I lost control of the car in the ice and snow, median to my left, nothing to my right but going over the side of that mountain. I truly thought it was the end. Suddenly I saw a huge being inside the car taking up the whole space. I knew it was my guardian angel. I simply relaxed. The car was spinning wildly across 4 lanes of traffic, down into the median and back up across the lanes again. The car stopped right against the concrete barrier in the emergency lane. It was as if the angel put hands on the wheel and delivered me safely. I believe I was part of a miracle that night going through the Eisenhower Pass approaching Denver. (Psalm 91:11 For He will command His angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways.) 🥰

Yes. My angel story was in a court room. Domestic violence; everyone thought the wife was exaggerating. There were four giant angels, warrior angels dressed for battle. One in each corner of the room. When the abuser took the stand, he looked at every corner of the room. The wife won and got full custody of the kids. He got a criminal record.

My mother was deep into dementia, no ability to speak at all. She suddenly sat up straight, gazed into the corner and appeared to be listening intently. Then as clear as she has ever been, asked “Now?” Listening further, she said “why not right now?” Listened a minute more, crossed her arms, looked away and said “Well, Durn!” (That’s as close as a southern bell ever gets to cursing😆). Only my mother would fuss at an angel! But she was ready to go. She died on 7-7-07. I recall her telling me that 7 was God’s perfect number. That’s what the angel was waiting for.

My wife’s stepdad had a massive heart attack and was on life support with no chance of recovery. After we took him off the ventilator, the nurse opened the window a bit and said “ it makes it easier for the angels to come in and his spirit pass. Around the moment he went into arrest, the curtains moved slightly and upon his death, they moved again. It was a windless day and nobody came into or left the room when it happened. It was a peaceful moment for sure. I was a paramedic for a few years and had quite a few experiences then as well. Much love from NC and thank you for doing what you do. It’s probably one of the hardest jobs in the medical field. We went through 2 hospice experiences in the last couple of years, with my father first and my stepfather this past December. They both went to the same wonderful place and I can’t say enough good about the staff. Some of the same people that took care of dad , took care of my stepfather.

Hi Julie. Just caught your video. I didn't witness this myself but my Dad told me. His sister was dying from breast cancer and was in the hospital. Dad said she was "sleeping" and all the sudden sat up, looked to the corner of the room and her eyes lit up and she smiled and said "It's so beautiful" then she lay back down and died. Very powerful memory.

At the age of 37 I went to get a Pap smear. I had never had one before. I was told I had severe dysplasia- one step away from cervical cancer. I was told the news and the doctor and nurse left the room. I got up and walked around the cold sterile room. I asked, what is happening? A voice clear as day told me SMOKING. IF YOU DO NOT STOP SMOKING, YOU WILL DIE AND NOT LIVE LONG ENOUGH TO SEE YOUR SUCCESS. I just opened my own business that year. I quit smoking and was healed. Next month is my 63rd birthday. And yes, I was very successful. I thank Jesus for warning me and saving my life.

A week before my mom passed when she was on hospice. She was sleeping all the time and not saying much. I went home to get some rest and during the middle of the night I had a vision of two very large bright angels. I believe one was her guardian angel, and I believe one was my guardian angel. They communicated without moving their lips. One said it was time to go in the other pleaded for more time. My mother was standing between them and they turned and looked at me and knew I was there. There was no soft, really emotional tenderness, but a sense of power, strength and urgency. When I came awake or semi-awake, I realized that I had had a vision Immediately went to my mothers house to check on her to see if she had passed. She was still alive and sleeping. So I went home and the next day when I saw her., She woke up. She said I died last night and you were there. I said yes ma’am I know she lived another week just enough time for my brother to come in from out of town to spend time with her before she left this earth. I felt as if God had gave me a confirmation of everything.

My husband's grandmother had 8 children altogether. One of the first was a boy named Christopher. When he was around 2 years old, he pulled on the tablecloth and a pot of boiling hot tea toppled off the table onto him, giving him severe burns. My husband's grandmother told me this story from her own mouth... She was in the hospital, at his bedside and praying, with all her heart, asking God if her son would live? As she had asked this, she said she saw a clear image, of the crib he was in, lift up, from the actual crib and travel straight up and through the ceiling. She knew the answer to her prayer. Shortly after this, her husband came in. He was trying to comfort her, as she sobbed, by telling her their son would recover and be fine. She turned to him and said, "You haven't seen what I've just seen." Their son died a short time later. She, never again, would have a tablecloth on the table.

It definitely was a miracle. I have witnessed a miracle and it's hard to explain what you see. Thanks for sharing 😊❤

Nurse Julie, I am a retired physician; emergency medicine, long term care, and, palliative care, and I appreciate your dedication and caring. I also am a believer in God, Jesus, and angels. If you think about it, angels have a tough job fighting the powers and demons of evil. They can very strong, powerful spiritual beings, but also caring and protective of us human beings. You, and many others, have had a special experience concerning the spiritual realm seeing God’s grace and loving kindness. Be well. Be blessed. And keep believing.

I saw angels as a 10 year old child after my Dad passed from suicide. They were lit from within and were very tall. My sister saw them too. Same night but we weren’t together but were in the same house. She saw them ascend to heaven.

An other quick story, 8 years ago now my father was in hospice dying of prostate cancer, obviously we knew he didn’t have long to live, hospice was a blessing for all of us It was such a peaceful place. My sister and I took turns to sleep with him so he wouldn’t be alone as he passed away. My sister Julie said she wanted to be there when he passed, I said I don’t. Well guess who my father chose to be with him….it was me. I never thought it would be so peaceful, calm, such a relief for him to exist and such an empowering gift for me. I truly think he chose me to give me his strength to continue on my difficult life journey at that time.

You needed this experience. I believe you 100%

My daughter had a traumatic labour and delivery with her son 4mths ago. She said (later) that in the delivery room she saw a huge angel standing at the door of the delivery room as if it was protecting her. My grandson needed to be resuscitated for 12mins after delivery and spent two weeks in the special care baby unit due to low oxygen levels. He had lots of tests during this time. Miraculously he has no lasting effects and is growing well and strong. We believe the angel was watching over the situation.

I am a retired nurse. For 42 years, I worked in hospitals and long term care facilities. I have seen many unexplainable happenings surrounding a patient’s death. From visions similar to yours, to patients having dreams of lights at the end of the tunnel. Miracles do exist, they happen more often than we know. Love, humor, faith, in my opinion, make end of life easier, and as pleasant as possible for that patient. Hospice nurses are privy to amazing sadness, and profound joy at the death of a patient. Joy, that the patient is no longer in pain and ill, but is completely healed, and sadness, of those left behind to miss them. God bless you in your work, and all nurses in their journey of patient care.

Thank you for not only this video but everyone in these comments sharing all their miracle stories !!!

My mother, 90 had dementia and left us almost 2 weeks ago. I was setting beside her bed, holding her hand and talking to her. All of a sudden, her eyes “popped” open wide, her mouth opened and her eyes darted to three or four places, several times. I begged her to tell me what she saw. Then she left me, with her eyes almost closed and her mouth closed. I know by the look on her face, she saw heaven and went. I am so thankful to have been a part of my Godly Mom’s homegoing!

Retired nurse here. I had the honor of listening to the life story of an elderly man who used to swim laps a a local health club. We saw each other weekly and always exchanged hellos. On one afternoon, he entered the pool area but sat on a chair, just staring at the water. His color was poor, not yet cyanotic, but not good. His breathing was shallow. He had a distant look in his eyes. I was exercising in a heated therapy pool and glancing at him, frequently. I had seen people die and felt that he was beginning his transition right there. When I got ready to leave, he stopped me and asked if we could talk. I was wet, cold and surprised that he had spoken to me. I wrapped myself in my towel and sat down next to him. I asked if he was going to swim. He said yes, but didn’t seem to want to. He asked if we could talk and I said yes. We sat for two hours as he told me his life story, about his children, his career as a businessman, his home, his travels. He shared his regrets and concerns about one son who chose to not be a part of his life. He decided not to swim. I left believing that it was the last time I would see him. It was a Friday. He was Jewish. I woke up on Sunday and before leaving for church, checked the obituaries at our local Jewish funeral home. He was to be eulogized at noon that day. I attended my church service then left to say my good byes. I felt honored to have been able to sit with him during his last hours. I listened as people told their stories, having already heard them. The wayward son did not attend. God blessed me to be a listener.