First, I swear to God, I'm NOT nuts. (Well, at least in the formal sense of the word!)
My father passed away in 2008, on my daughters 5th birthday. She was at the house the day it happened. My dad TRULY believed that she hung the moon, stars and everything else up there. Luckily for all of us, she felt the same way about him and they were thicker than thieves.
(On the day in question, my daughter Payton looked at all of us, asked what year she was born in. We said 2003 OK, nothing further. For about 2 or 3 hours Then she says, "Mommy, do you think God opened the door on July 24, 2003 so I could come INTO the world and opened it again on July 24th, 2008 so Grandpa could LEAVE?")
To say jaws hit the floor would be an understatement
Anyway, my parents had been married for 51 years that May. My mother is certainly NOT on the 'superstitious' side. Not prone to thinking ANYTHING along those lines. (As a matter of fact, I'm POSITIVE we grew up in a haunted house. She'll admit that yes, it WAS strange that the radio would come on by itself and GO THROUGH THE DIAL, (one of the ones that actually HAD a DIAL, no buttons there!), but that's as far as she goes, okay?
Well, one night she tells me that she HEARD footsteps upstairs. Not just one or two, she DISTINCTLY heard someone walk from one end of the house to the other. They have a big, 2 storey deck outside, with the upper part opening to her bedroom. She was CONVINCED that someone had broken in.
It took her nearly an HOUR to get her nerve up enough to climb the stairs. In other words, she was THAT convinced it was a break in. She never even THOUGHT of my dad. But, then her mind went that way and she told me that it was HIS tread-pattern. (Anyone whose been married/living with someone for longer than a few months KNOW the way your other half MOVES, don't we?)
Then, the weird one..she had a terrible cold. She'd been coughing up a STORM. Finally went to the medicine cabinet for some cough syrup and, as we've all experienced, it's been in there so long that the cap is practically GLUED on there. She ran it under hot water, banged it around, fought with it, got ANOTHER bottle out from elsewhere and ran into the same situation. She couldn't get the cap off either of them. Finally, annoyed as hell, she put the one bottle back in the cabinet and went to bed.
Next morning, she's making her coffee, looks down and there's the bottle sitting next to the brewer and THE CAP IS ON THE OPPOSITE COUNTER TOP.
No one else lives there.
She did NOT open it by accident, she spent the night hacking up a lung.
Even if she HAD, it would have been LOOSE, not ON THE OTHER COUNTER TOP.
I think that she believes he's still around.
She says that she still FEELS him there in the house. She says she doesn't HEAR him or anything like that, she just says the house doesn't feel EMPTY.
Anyone else have similar experiences? I know that was a bit of a 'rant' there and a LOONG read for everyone, but I'm curious.
Thanks for listening and please, NO calls to the nut farm, I work with most of them and they accept bribes.
My father passed away in 2008, on my daughters 5th birthday. She was at the house the day it happened. My dad TRULY believed that she hung the moon, stars and everything else up there. Luckily for all of us, she felt the same way about him and they were thicker than thieves.
(On the day in question, my daughter Payton looked at all of us, asked what year she was born in. We said 2003 OK, nothing further. For about 2 or 3 hours Then she says, "Mommy, do you think God opened the door on July 24, 2003 so I could come INTO the world and opened it again on July 24th, 2008 so Grandpa could LEAVE?")
To say jaws hit the floor would be an understatement
Anyway, my parents had been married for 51 years that May. My mother is certainly NOT on the 'superstitious' side. Not prone to thinking ANYTHING along those lines. (As a matter of fact, I'm POSITIVE we grew up in a haunted house. She'll admit that yes, it WAS strange that the radio would come on by itself and GO THROUGH THE DIAL, (one of the ones that actually HAD a DIAL, no buttons there!), but that's as far as she goes, okay?
Well, one night she tells me that she HEARD footsteps upstairs. Not just one or two, she DISTINCTLY heard someone walk from one end of the house to the other. They have a big, 2 storey deck outside, with the upper part opening to her bedroom. She was CONVINCED that someone had broken in.
It took her nearly an HOUR to get her nerve up enough to climb the stairs. In other words, she was THAT convinced it was a break in. She never even THOUGHT of my dad. But, then her mind went that way and she told me that it was HIS tread-pattern. (Anyone whose been married/living with someone for longer than a few months KNOW the way your other half MOVES, don't we?)
Then, the weird one..she had a terrible cold. She'd been coughing up a STORM. Finally went to the medicine cabinet for some cough syrup and, as we've all experienced, it's been in there so long that the cap is practically GLUED on there. She ran it under hot water, banged it around, fought with it, got ANOTHER bottle out from elsewhere and ran into the same situation. She couldn't get the cap off either of them. Finally, annoyed as hell, she put the one bottle back in the cabinet and went to bed.
Next morning, she's making her coffee, looks down and there's the bottle sitting next to the brewer and THE CAP IS ON THE OPPOSITE COUNTER TOP.
No one else lives there.
She did NOT open it by accident, she spent the night hacking up a lung.
Even if she HAD, it would have been LOOSE, not ON THE OTHER COUNTER TOP.
I think that she believes he's still around.
She says that she still FEELS him there in the house. She says she doesn't HEAR him or anything like that, she just says the house doesn't feel EMPTY.
Anyone else have similar experiences? I know that was a bit of a 'rant' there and a LOONG read for everyone, but I'm curious.
Thanks for listening and please, NO calls to the nut farm, I work with most of them and they accept bribes.
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