I had this vision of this man in my mind his hands were tied to two posts and he was hanging like that. He had very short blonde hair and blue eyes. I remembered who he was, he was the father of my husband or soon to be husband and I felt a sense he was a commander or something, someone important in the community. ` I also noticed there was a soul connection with him, like I knew his energy? So I wonder if hes part of my soul family. I also believe this was around maybe the iron age in Scandinavia from the research I have done. Then it's like my mind completely blocked it out, maybe because it was too traumatic for me? Then a few months later the same vision came back. Except this time the scene to played out. I'm not going to get into detail how he died but both his wrists were tied to two wooden posts and he was hanging from rope. It was at a village, I know this wasn't our village we were somewhere else. I believe he was captured and they executed him. I'm not speaking any details but from what I saw I know he died a slow painful death. I remember the look in his face, it was like he had no fear in him. Everything was so real, what I saw in my mind. I really can't shake this and here I am on this website nearly a year later still looking for answers. There was a tall wooden fence behind him and I remember seeing what looked like a house with no windows. I saw the whole thing in my mind. I was shaking and crying why did they have to kill father? What I felt for this man was the same type of love I feel for my own father in this life. During that time I also started to remember his son, I felt such deep sorrow and longing and wanting to go back to that life to go back there to be with him. Even though I believe it was an arranged marriage I know I loved his son. I don't believe we lived much past our late teens or early twenties I still have so many questions, like why did it happen? Were we given a chance to say good bye? His son was not there, and I wonder where he was. Maybe we got separated? I know we found each other later on some how and lived a little longer because of the longing I felt. I have so much love still in my heart for both of them, I often question if I will meet them again someday. I know I'm here right now in this life and there's many important people in my life whom I love but they are both still just as important. I know those of you who remember loved ones from past lives know how this feels. Because of the emotional trauma I experienced from this I cannot deny this was a past life, there is no way. I would not have cried for weeks like I did if it had been a random vision or dream. I know I knew this person.