Monday, July 17, 2006

Who ya gonna call? Ghostbusters...

Strange things are happening I tell you…

Ever since my grandfather died when I was in fourth grade, my sister and I always saw a male shadow in my mother’s room. Occasionally it wouldn’t be there, most times it was. We all saw it, oddly, we were never scared. It came to be known as “grandpa” and it became to be a reassurance for us. Since my mother became engaged and no longer lives by herself, I have never seen the shadow again. My mother’s angel, ghost or father seemed to feel she was that she was safe and taken care of I guess.

Around the time when my (paternal) Grandma passed, I was having some tough times. Constant nightmares, insomnia and long hours of crying didn’t leave room for healthy sleep that I so desperately needed while taking care of a toddler. During this time, I started having “strange” things happen when I would be upset at night. On several occasions, I would be lying in bed with my sheet spread out and I would feel the bed move down and the sheets move closer to my body. Honestly, I was never scared. Startled at first, but an overwhelming sense of calmness was in the room and I fell to sleep quickly after. Actually, this occurred several times over a period of a year.

Almost one year ago, the greatest woman I know passed, my (maternal) grandma. It was so sudden that it was very hard to grasp. Once again, I was having trouble sleeping and the calmness that met me in the night started happening again. The right side of bed would move down and my blankets would hug my body. I slept like a baby…

Not to say it was either one of my grandmothers, but I believe someone or something was making sure I was safe and taken care of too.

Last night I had a visit again and I slept very well…

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