My 1st vision happened a long time ago yet it feels like yesterday. I remember being about 7 years old and "dreamt" that my paternal grandmother was lying in a "box" and her face was surrounded by cotton wool. I had never been to a funeral before but I woke my mom to tell her that my gran had just died. My mom obviously thought I was crazy and told me to go back to sleep.
The next morning my aunt telephoned my mom to let her know my gran had died. I was really scared because after that I kept having visions about people dying or being born or me being in places I knew for a fact I had not been to before. I buried as much information as what I could and during my teens and early adulthood it never surfaced again or if it did, I ignored it until my thirties. My visions started again with my dad coming to see me.
He had died a while back and I remember asking him if he was coming for me then suddenly I saw my maternal gran next to him and just as quickly they disappeared. We were again informed that my gran had died during the night. What I have done is tell my mom and my husband prior to the event happening or as soon as I wake up so they can "know" that I knew before they did. People around me are used to me "dreaming" about dying or dead people but a few years ago, I had a friend who was going to divorce her husband because he refused to have children.
She had already started divorce proceedings as he was adamant that he would not want children. That very night I had a future vision of a little girl who looked the image of my friend's husband but that had her colouring (she is blond). The little girl was between 3 or 5 years old. She was standing near this friend's bed and on the bed there was a little baby lying in blue clothing and the little girl was having a tantrum. I got to work the next day and begged my friend not to leave her husband.
I told her about the vision and I must have been so convincing because she decided to stay with him. Approximately 2 years later my friend had "problems" with her period. I told her to see a gynecologist, convinced that she was pregnant. Needless to say, she was and the little girl was born nine months later. She looked exactly like the little girl I had "seen". My friend and her husband let me name her.
This friend has just given birth to a little boy. My visions are not always about death or life it is also sometimes warnings (premonitions) and events such as weddings or meetings. I no longer question them but rather accept them and people around me, both family and friends, know that when I tell them something, it inevitably happens. It is no longer scary as I have prayed and prayed and have come to realize that it is a gift which is an integral part of me.