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Have you ever had the feeling that a past loved one, albeit a Father, Mother, Grandparent, Brother, or Sister is close by and you can sense it and be at total ease and peace in that moment, knowing that you are loved very much and are watched over by them as only Angels and of course, our dear Lord can.
My Dad was tragically taken away from me 1967, when I was 15, due to a construction accident. Needless to say, I was devastated beyond belief. Short story...three weeks later I was sound asleep, when something suddenly awoke me. I looked around adjusting to the dim light in my bedroom coming from the streetlamp outside. As I looked to the foot of my bed my dad was standing there with arms folded across his chest and just smiling at me. Normally, I'd be freaked out seeing a spirit/ghost in my bedroom in the middle of the night, but there was no fear what-so-ever, just a feeling of complete calm and peace washed over me. As I turned to turn on the light on my nightstand beside me, I watched as my dad floated away toward my door and just faded out and disappeared. As I sat there in the light and looked around the room, I thought to myself that dad was just telling me that things will be all right and he would watch over me and my mom.
Two years later I was with my mom visiting all of dad's relatives in Maine. One night as we were staying with one of my aunt's and uncle's, (my dad's favorite brother), and I was sharing a hide a bed with my cousin out in their family room, as he had to sacrafice his room to my mom. And again, I was suddenly awakened for some reason and sat up in bed and as I looked around, there was my dad again, standing at the end of the bed, arms folded and just smiling at me. I proceeded to try to wake up my cousin so he could see him too, but to no avail. My dad slowly drifted to the right side of my and faded into an easy chair there along the wall. It was then my cousin sat up and started asking what the hell I was talking about. I said never mind and rolled over and went to sleep, totally at peace with myself in the comfort of knowing that there are spirits that truly walk among us in our everyday lives.
My Dad was tragically taken away from me 1967, when I was 15, due to a construction accident. Needless to say, I was devastated beyond belief. Short story...three weeks later I was sound asleep, when something suddenly awoke me. I looked around adjusting to the dim light in my bedroom coming from the streetlamp outside. As I looked to the foot of my bed my dad was standing there with arms folded across his chest and just smiling at me. Normally, I'd be freaked out seeing a spirit/ghost in my bedroom in the middle of the night, but there was no fear what-so-ever, just a feeling of complete calm and peace washed over me. As I turned to turn on the light on my nightstand beside me, I watched as my dad floated away toward my door and just faded out and disappeared. As I sat there in the light and looked around the room, I thought to myself that dad was just telling me that things will be all right and he would watch over me and my mom.
Two years later I was with my mom visiting all of dad's relatives in Maine. One night as we were staying with one of my aunt's and uncle's, (my dad's favorite brother), and I was sharing a hide a bed with my cousin out in their family room, as he had to sacrafice his room to my mom. And again, I was suddenly awakened for some reason and sat up in bed and as I looked around, there was my dad again, standing at the end of the bed, arms folded and just smiling at me. I proceeded to try to wake up my cousin so he could see him too, but to no avail. My dad slowly drifted to the right side of my and faded into an easy chair there along the wall. It was then my cousin sat up and started asking what the hell I was talking about. I said never mind and rolled over and went to sleep, totally at peace with myself in the comfort of knowing that there are spirits that truly walk among us in our everyday lives.