REALLY cool post in GD "Ghostly Companions"

[lildreamer316]

http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=view_all&address=389x6382837

[Cleita]

1. I experienced something similar after my husband died.

Two months after his death, my family (son-in-law and stepdaughter) took me out to dinner for my birthday. Since we usually did these things as a foursome before, I kept feeling my husband in the seat in the car next to me. When we got to the front desk of the restaurant, my son-in-law, when asked how many in the party said,"four" and then corrected himself to three, yet it felt like my husband was standing right there. We went to wait in the bar and there was a table with three chairs we we sat at. I absent mindedly pulled over an extra chair and saw the kids looking at me like....."who are you expecting". I left the chair there because I still felt his presence in the chair. When we were seated in the dining room, there were four places set. The waitress leaned over to pick up the fourth setting but was interrupted by a customer at the table next to us. The place setting remained through the dinner. The waitress even forgot and poured water in the fourth water glass. There was also an extra glass brought for the carafe of wine we got. It's like we were all sensing a fourth person there. I would like to think that he dropped by to celebrate my birthday with me.

I didn't post this on the original post, well you know why.

[rumpel]

5. I think that is a wonderful experience..

is it not beautiful that love has no dimensional boundaries..?

:)

[Kind of Blue]

6. Thanks for the support in the original link, Cleita.

It really warmed my heart and relaxed me after reading it :hug: This group is too cool but I got to remember not to jump in when I'm not here :crazy:

[Kind of Blue]

8. I totally believe your husband was there!

And it's amazing that everyone responded in kind. Just lovely. It's wonderful how the actual visitations can dramatically lessen the impact of loss. Instead of crying now, I smile and am happy when I think of them. Life is so frigging bittersweet! :)

[Kind of Blue]

2. Thanks for the link, Lildreamer316.

After reading Cleita's response, I felt oh-oh, now I'm gonna get because I posted in the original :scared:

Anyway, here's some of my response: I believe it and have undergone it but it was not under any duress. I was a teen at the time during a summer break one weekend morning. My mom and I were getting breakfast ready, talking and laughing. She was at the stove cooking and I was a few feet away at the sink washing some dishes, standing under a moderately heavy glass light fixture. All of a sudden, I felt a great push and went flying across the kitchen and smacked into the wall really bruising my arm. In that instant, the fixture fell and broke into a zillion thick glass shards.

I looked up at my mom from the floor and thanked her for pushing me out of the way. She looked at me in shock saying, "I swear to God, I didn't touch you." She heard me scream, turned in my direction and stood there petrified as the glass came down. It happened soooo fast.

[rosesaylavee]

3. Very interesting.

Thanks for posting the heads up as I would never have seen it in GD. I think we do have guides that are available to us in good and difficult times. And it sure is nice when they knock us out of the way of trouble! WTG Kind of Blue's Guide! You rock!

[Kind of Blue]

7. Hey, Rosesaylavee!

There's eerily more that I didn't post in the original. My parents always kept notes of weird occurrences to see if they would eventually link to an event in the future. So my dad wrote down the time and date. During the week, my grandfather appeared to me in the same kitchen while I was doing dishes. My parents were at work and younger siblings out and about the neighborhood.

At the time I didn't know who the smiling old guy was but he scared the beejeebus out of me. When my parents came home - I was outside waiting for them, I told them what happened and my mom collapsed in inconsolable sorrow instantly knowing her dad was dead.

Within a few weeks we got the letter from Africa of the news and time of death. This is what's eerie - it was the exact day and near enough to the time that I was pushed. So we've always wondered was the fixture loose or was he, with all his will, trying to get our attention?

Yeah, he does rock! Thank you :) My mom said when we left - I was 3years old - he wept at the airport saying he would never see me again. So I tend to believe he was trying to get our attention without doing any harm. But damn, that was close! :rofl:

[rosesaylavee]

9. I really like your story...

I do think that there is far more to this life than even we here in this forum could imagine. I had a friend come back after passing suddenly to do an adjustment on a very painful hip. He was a chiropractor and probably the closest thing to a mentor I have ever had. So, people (and I also think our pets)can/do come back. Houdini was right.

[I Have A Dream]

4. Thanks for the link, lildreamer.

People will try to explain these occurrences away, but we know that they're often very real regardless of whether or not the world is ready to accept them.

[Big Blue Marble]

10. This happened to me many years ago.

It was a little after five in the afternoon when I heard the sickening screech of tires outside on the street.
Both of my daughters were outside at the time. I ran to the front door and could see a small crumpled
figure lying motionless in the street about 200 hundred feet from my house. As I stood there about ready to panic,
a clear voice spoke to me. He said that it was my older daughter calling her by name. He told me she would
be OK that she had two broken legs.

He was correct on all counts. She had survived being hit head on by car going 40-45 miles an hour.
She did have additional injuries including pelvic fractures, but the two broken legs were among
her major injuries.

Whoever spoke to me, it was a strange and mysterious experience in the midst of a difficult time,
a most helpful intervention.