Looking over my shoulder
We often hear stories about people who see ghosts or can talk to angels and I am one of those who didn't necessarily believe in all of that but still had a healthy curiosity. I have to say I am now a believer. I have witnessed and have been told way too many stories from close friends to dispute it any longer.
Here it goes........
My great-uncle Bill passed away at age 99 a few years back. He loved my daughter and her spirit. I am driving in the car and stopped at a light near my house. She (age 2) starts giggling and pointing out of the car window saying "funny man". I'm looking around everywhere and quickly get this eerie feeling about me because I am the only car in this normally busy 4-way intersection and not one other sole was around. She kept laughing and pointing. I ask her is he nice? Is he scary? Can you see him? Are you afraid? All she kept doing was laughing and waving out her window telling me that yes, she could see him and he was nice and wearing a hat. (my uncle always wore hats) The light turned green and I took 19 inches of tread off my tires getting the hell out of there. My heart was thumping and as I was driving off she kept waving and turning around to saying "bye bye" and then she looked at me looking at her in the mirror and said "Bill". WOW! I instantly knew it was him.
My father passed away 2 1/2 years ago from cancer. I was with him when he went and that night I drove myself to my mom's house. I began crying hysterically in the car. The weather was bad. The roads were bad. In an instant the entire cab of the truck filled with his smell and gave me a sense of calm unlike anything I've ever felt. Without pause, I stopped crying and got myself together and as soon as that happened, a quick big wind swept through the truck and the smell was gone. Yes, he carried me that night. I had a very difficult time with his passing and over the next few months I always felt that he was with me. I would see images over my shoulder and then there were gone in a flash and then one day when I was OK. I noticed I didn't see them any longer. Well, now that I'm in the midst of this divorce and my spouse did what he did, the images are back and I feel his presence all over my house and around my kids......He carries us now too.
Thank God for small miracles.
Here it goes........
My great-uncle Bill passed away at age 99 a few years back. He loved my daughter and her spirit. I am driving in the car and stopped at a light near my house. She (age 2) starts giggling and pointing out of the car window saying "funny man". I'm looking around everywhere and quickly get this eerie feeling about me because I am the only car in this normally busy 4-way intersection and not one other sole was around. She kept laughing and pointing. I ask her is he nice? Is he scary? Can you see him? Are you afraid? All she kept doing was laughing and waving out her window telling me that yes, she could see him and he was nice and wearing a hat. (my uncle always wore hats) The light turned green and I took 19 inches of tread off my tires getting the hell out of there. My heart was thumping and as I was driving off she kept waving and turning around to saying "bye bye" and then she looked at me looking at her in the mirror and said "Bill". WOW! I instantly knew it was him.
My father passed away 2 1/2 years ago from cancer. I was with him when he went and that night I drove myself to my mom's house. I began crying hysterically in the car. The weather was bad. The roads were bad. In an instant the entire cab of the truck filled with his smell and gave me a sense of calm unlike anything I've ever felt. Without pause, I stopped crying and got myself together and as soon as that happened, a quick big wind swept through the truck and the smell was gone. Yes, he carried me that night. I had a very difficult time with his passing and over the next few months I always felt that he was with me. I would see images over my shoulder and then there were gone in a flash and then one day when I was OK. I noticed I didn't see them any longer. Well, now that I'm in the midst of this divorce and my spouse did what he did, the images are back and I feel his presence all over my house and around my kids......He carries us now too.
Thank God for small miracles.
posted by Kgirl at
9:22 AM
5 Comments:
Papa John always has your back!
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Jeanna, At
October 1, 2008 at 1:50 PM
wow...can your dad and Uncle Bill find my dad and come watch over me too?
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Swirl Girl, At
October 1, 2008 at 4:18 PM
*chill...I just got goose bumps!
I'm trying to add you to my reader but it's not working!!!
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sassy stephanie, At
October 3, 2008 at 9:47 AM
I so believe!
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Unknown, At
October 4, 2008 at 8:45 AM
Oooh I love stories like this. I posted once about it and no one else seemed interested in discussing it. :(
That's interesting that you talked about the smell because my old neighbor was telling me the story of how her grandfather died of cancer in his home and he had been there awhile and there was a definite smell in the room where he was (she called it a death/cancer smell) Very distinct. Anyway, he died and that same night at HER home she was putting to bed her little 4 year old boy and all of a sudden that same smell that was always at her grandfather's deathbed was all around her little boy. And her grandfather hadn't ever been to that house.
She kinda brushed it off and then later that night she was in her bedroom and her husband went in to see their son. He came back and immediately told her that there was the smell of her grandfather in their son's room. She hadn't told him anything about her smelling it earlier. So they both noticed it. That is one of the weirdest stories I've ever heard. And it's made me a believer.
Also, my dad passed away last November. And the night he passed I had a dream of him and in my dream I was at my old house where we grew up and I knew he was dead, but all of a sudden he appeared to me in my room (this is still in the dream) and I asked him "Is this really you?....have you really gone somewhere else" and either he told me to put my hand through his "body" or I just did it (can't remember now) but I put my hand through him and my hand went all the way through and when it did it felt really really warm. It was as if my dad was telling me I really did go to heaven and I'm still around and you'll see me again.
It was soooooooooooo weird. And to this day I wonder if he really appeared to me through my dream, or I was just plain dreaming "on my own"....hard to explain, but you know what I mean.
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Tickled Pink And Green, At
October 4, 2008 at 10:37 PM
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