Yes I believe in ghosts. Four years after my husband died I had a very strange experience in the middle of a hot July night. I woke up, got up and drank a cold glass of water so I know I did not dream this. When I laid my head back down on my pillow I felt/ heard this noise and a circular motion outside my bedroom window, which was just above my bed. It was like a helicopter was flying right outside the window. It went on for a minute and I finally decided to check it out saying "What the hell ....." and I opened the curtains right above my head. This light immediately came in through the window, passed through my body, then quickly traveled out the bedroom and rattled the closet doors that were near the front door.
I was scared to death - saying to myself (and my pets) what was that? I knew that whatever it was, was waiting outside my window for me to let it into our world. I thought it might be my late husband, Larry, but couldn't understand if it was him, why he didn't say something to me so that I wouldn't be so terrified. I stayed awake the rest of the night, too afraid to go back to sleep.
The next day I told a friend at work about it and she had done alot of work with psychics and she offered to come over to the apartment to see if the presence was still there. I told her I didn't think it had stayed more than a couple of seconds but I still wanted a second opinion. I knew for sure that if whatever it was, was still in my apartment that I would have to move immediately. She came over and said whatever it was is not still here (something in my heart, I already knew).
I was upset and puzzled about this experience for a couple of weeks but finally gave up on trying to make any sense of it. Whatever it was was not hanging around me so I sort of forgot about after awhile.
5 months later I heard from my mother-in-law the horrible news that my late husband's daughter (from a previous marriage), had died in July at the age of 13 from a malignant melanoma. I was stunned and angry with my mother in law for not even telling me that Bree had been sick, muchless died months before. She told me about the death on her annual Christmas card (we were never close, obviously). I was heartbroken at experiencing another loss, this was my husband's only child and my only step-child.
A few days after getting this news I figured out that my experience with the ghost was about 10 days before Bree died. Then I knew for sure that the ghost was my late husband, Larry and that there was a real good reason for his "visit". It was terrible to have Bree die so young but I was very comforted by the fact that Larry had come back to earth to help her to die and that he was now there for her in heaven. I even found much peace that I had not had previously because my husband's death finally made sense to me. Bree didn't know anyone who had died except for her father. Bree wouldn't be alone in Heaven. I think that is why my husband died at the age of 40.
So Yes I believe in ghosts. This is my one and only experience with seeing one but I have no doubts. Peggy
I was scared to death - saying to myself (and my pets) what was that? I knew that whatever it was, was waiting outside my window for me to let it into our world. I thought it might be my late husband, Larry, but couldn't understand if it was him, why he didn't say something to me so that I wouldn't be so terrified. I stayed awake the rest of the night, too afraid to go back to sleep.
The next day I told a friend at work about it and she had done alot of work with psychics and she offered to come over to the apartment to see if the presence was still there. I told her I didn't think it had stayed more than a couple of seconds but I still wanted a second opinion. I knew for sure that if whatever it was, was still in my apartment that I would have to move immediately. She came over and said whatever it was is not still here (something in my heart, I already knew).
I was upset and puzzled about this experience for a couple of weeks but finally gave up on trying to make any sense of it. Whatever it was was not hanging around me so I sort of forgot about after awhile.
5 months later I heard from my mother-in-law the horrible news that my late husband's daughter (from a previous marriage), had died in July at the age of 13 from a malignant melanoma. I was stunned and angry with my mother in law for not even telling me that Bree had been sick, muchless died months before. She told me about the death on her annual Christmas card (we were never close, obviously). I was heartbroken at experiencing another loss, this was my husband's only child and my only step-child.
A few days after getting this news I figured out that my experience with the ghost was about 10 days before Bree died. Then I knew for sure that the ghost was my late husband, Larry and that there was a real good reason for his "visit". It was terrible to have Bree die so young but I was very comforted by the fact that Larry had come back to earth to help her to die and that he was now there for her in heaven. I even found much peace that I had not had previously because my husband's death finally made sense to me. Bree didn't know anyone who had died except for her father. Bree wouldn't be alone in Heaven. I think that is why my husband died at the age of 40.
So Yes I believe in ghosts. This is my one and only experience with seeing one but I have no doubts. Peggy
