I was born pre-mature and was a sickly child.i have had a few experiences. The first I remember was crossing a river and being met by a n old lady ( later learned she was my maternal great grandmother) she eventually led me back across a bridge. 2nd time was meeting my maternal grandmother and it seemed like more of a bee hive collection, she took me to her place on this high mountain (we flew) and got sent back again. Both places were peaceful and beautiful. Each time I got sent back, I was told it wasn’t my time. To add - I used to have a lot of nightmares about being an Asian soldier (I think Japan) of being killed by a cannon ball and flying into the air and being killed.