Hi there, I just joined this forum in hopes that someone could shed some light on this topic, or provide some sort of insight. My granny died on October 20th of this year, after a seemingly unending decline in health. I was very close to her, and we considered ourselves to be best friends. As hard as it was to see her pass, I was relieved that she was no longer suffering. My entire life (I'm 25) she has lived with my family, and our rooms have always been right next to each other. As her health got worse, I would often stand just inside her door, listening to her breathing to make sure she was okay.
Now, onto the strange things of late...
About a week ago, I was walking down the hallway between our rooms, and gasped when I realized that I DISTINCTLY heard the sound of her breathing, and sleeping soundly. I stood there a moment to be certain of what I was hearing, and I am absolutely positive of what I heard. There were no TVs on, no air-conditioner running, nothing. Once I was positive, I actually got quite frightened, and went right back into my room, my heart pounding out of my chest.
What prompted me to seek out this site is the "interaction" I just had with my granny while I was tidying in her bedroom. I didn't actually *hear* any of this, but I felt like there was some kind of string or something connecting me to her presence somewhere above me, like a kite. I can't really explain it, but here is what I wrote down:
I'm sorry for ever getting angry with you, and not spending enough time with you while you were in the hospital.
It's okay, you're not to worry about what's passed. But it's up to you now to look after your mum and keep the family together.
I'm going to file a complaint at that hospital for how that one nurse treated you. It was so wrong.
Quite right!
I miss you so much.
I know, I miss you too darling.
(I've been involved in a silly and ongoing argument with my older brother for a while now, and this is what she said on that:)
You must let bygones be bygones, and if he wants to go on, let him go on to his heart's content. Just take no notice, and move on. You see you've got to, for my Janie (her daughter/my mom). She's lost her mum, and needs her daughter now more than ever.
I'm so sorry I spent so much time with my new boyfriend, when I could have been visiting you instead.
Shh, shh. Now you mustn't cry. We're all young and in love at some time. Just be sure he's good to you.
I will. I miss you.
And I you, but I have to go now, but I'll still be here. You'll always be my tuppence thruppence (her nickname for me since I was a baby).
Please, if anyone has even the tiniest suggestion or comment on this, I would so appreciate it. I just feel so lost since she died, and I'm confused by how real this all is. Is there any chance she's really communicating with me? It wouldn't be the first time (not by a LONG shot) that odd psychic-like stuff has gone on with me, but that is another story entirely. Thank you.
PS: My granny is/was English, hence the occasionally unusual vocabulary.