Let's talk ghosts :)

[Granny]

Thanks Granny. Your loving attidtue & continued sorrow for her have always keept her floating around to comfort you with your current BK. However, when all things had subsided and you will be happy with your life again, I am sure she will find a new happy abode or goes on to next life transmigration without regret for this life anymore. God bless both of you.

I surely hope not. This year will be ten years since her death and I'm not ready to let go of her yet, I enjoy her antics. However, I have instructed my remaining children that upon my demise, they are to tell her to go on to her new life.

[AMISLANDER]

In 1995-1996 I would receive faxes in the middle of the night to my main phone line. Those were the days before DSL so one needed a seperate line for the internet connection/fax. It would get annoying. Every couple of months or so, the phone would ring in the middle of the night, about 1:30, and it was a fax. I finally got tired of it and switched the fax and the main line each night before bed and lo and behold, I received a fax. It was from my daughter who worked nights at Winn Dixie. She sent me an Easter Bunny fax. Ok mystery solved.

Fast forward to Dec 1997. This loving daughter was killed in an auto crash. Needless to say, I was devastated. Anyway, on with the story.

Around Feb 28, 1998 , which is my husbands birthday, I received a fax that was nothing but a page of dots.

Next year, March 28, 1999, the birth date of the deceased daughter, I received the exact same fax, nothing but dots. At some point I connected the dots and there was a single stem rose bud with a tiny little bud coming off the stem. I made the connection, it was my daughter reaching out to me to let me know she was still around. Other things happened too, like my briefcase would be moved while I was working at home. I would set it down beside me as I sat down at the desk and later I would reach for it and it was moved to behind me. I could not have moved it with my chair. so that wasn't the answer. The copy machine I had a home had a sheet feeder. I would put in a set of papers and return to the desk while it copied the papers. I would return to the copier when it was finished to make another set of copies , and the slider bar that kept the papers tight was moved and the set of papers wouldn't fit back into the sheet feeder until I moved the slider back to the original position.

The next year, 2000, nothing in Feb or March. We moved in April to where we are now. I hated to leave that phone number behind, knowing I wouldn't hear from my daughter again.

Well not to be outdone, May 20, my wedding anniversary, 9 am sharp, I receive yet another fax. Keep in mind we had only been in the house 6 weeks, I hadn't given the fax number out to anyone, in fact I hadn't even thought about the fax because it was a fax/modem and I was only using the line for a modem connection. Yes, it was the same page of dots that would connect to make a single stem rose with a baby bud. I can offer no other explanation except the one I have given you here.

Since then we got the grandchildren (deceased daughter had no children) and at various times, their toys have started playing music all on their own. Lately, the TV in my office will just turn off by itself.

One final note, in the still of the evening, both my husband and I can see movement out of the corner of our eye. We turn to look and of course, there is nothing and no one there.

If you have a reasonable explanation for any of this, please keep it to yourself, as I find all this very comforting and it is one of the ways I have dealt with the loss of my daughter.

I felt shivers while reading your post...you already know the explanation. I think it's wonderful!

[HeatherB]

I believe and it's scary sometimes.

I will tell you first off that I am a big chicken. After my mom died, it seems like I'm scared of everything.

Well, the house I lived in about 15 years ago had ghosts. I never saw one, but always heard footsteps and doors shutting and opening. My mother said that she heard children laughing and thought we were home and went downstairs to find no one there. Also, both my mother and I were home alone and we heard the garage door open and shut. We went outside and nobody was there. We noticed that the neighbors were out having a BBQ and asked them if they seen anyone at our house and they said no.

I will not tell you what I have "seen/felt" in this house as you would probably find me crazy. (I tend to freak myself out a lot, I think) Okay, I will say it... but keep in mind I was pretty messed up emotionally at this particular time due to finances, lack of sleep, too much time spent alone, etc. I was painting the kitchen a totally different color and working on the house. It was night and I was by myself. (I don't recall if my son was with me or staying at a brother's house or what - but I do know he was not in the kitchen) All of a sudden I get this "feeling" like there is a little girl scowling at me. She says, "I don't like it, change it back" then says, "why are you ruining my house" I didn't actually see her, but I pictured her as having on a dress similar to Alice in Wonderland. But - let me say that this is all in my head... I think. LOL

So, here's what's going on now. Same house as the second paragraph. My son is now 3 years old. I was upstair painting and he comes running into the room all scared. I ask him what's wrong and he is hiding and pointing down the hall that goes to the bathroom. I can tell he is afraid and tell him nothing is there. He points down the hall with his play gun and shoots (keeping his body in the bedroom and his arm and gun in the hall) It was late at night and I started getting spooked and went back to the main floor and stayed there. I have only been upstairs a few times since. (It's mainly storage right now since we are planning on moving)

Now, he does this all over the house. He will not go into a room without the light being on and talks, yells, and throws things in the kitchen, stair hallway, main floor bathroom, and sometimes the bedroom. This bothers me mostly because he acts afraid.

And the cherry on top is the fact that the other day he was yelling into the bedroom and I told him to stop yelling or he would wake up his baby sister. He turns around and gives me an evil look and says, "They're gonna get you mommy". I told him to come over to me immediately. I almost had a heart attack and nearly had a panic attack.

[whatamess]

Thats just creepy..

HeatherB
Have you asked him whats up?
WAM

[HeatherB]

Creepy - yes.

Whatamess,

Yes, I try. He's only 3 and it's still hard to understand what he says sometimes. All I ever make out of it is him saying he's scared. I try to be the *brave* mommy and when he does this I use to go and walk into the room with him and show him that there is nothing there. Then I ask him what scares him and he acts like everything is okay. Now I get to the point when I just tell him that he doesn't need to worry about "them" hurting him - he just needs to worry about me. LOL Luckily for me, this isn't an everyday occurance. (except the wanting all the lights on)

[Granny]

My grandson had a phase where he was afraid of monsters and didn't want to sleep in his room. So I got out the monster spray, you know the one sold by Glade in a variety of scents, to scare them away for him.

You might try this with your little one.

Granny

[HeatherB]

Monster spray

Granny,

I have actually thought about the monster spray before. Only problem with that one is that my son already found our "monster spray" and loves to douce our entire house with it. LOL I was sitting in the livingroom and smelled something funny (pregnant at the time and has a super strong sniffer back then). I asked my husband if he smelled something and when I went to investigate I found my son sitting on the pantry floor in a puddle of febreeze! I can't let him near anything that has a sprayer now. But you did get me thinking out of the box a little. Perhaps I can get some kind of little flag that he can "flag" the monster?? away with. Hmmm....

ROFL (My husband just asked me what I was typing and I told him. He said that apparently our son was so terribly afraid of monsters he had to bathe in monster spray.... giggles)

[JollyGG]

My son has a flashlight that only stays on for about a minute when you push the button. It goes out if he doesn't push the button again. He uses that flashlight to chase the monsters away. That way the light is not on all night and we don't have to change batteries all the time.
I imagine one of those flashlight that you shake up to make it light would work the same way.