starlord wrote:I may have told you all this story before, not sure, but true story. About three months after my mother passed away (I was 20 at the time), I woke up in the middle of the night to find her sitting in my chair at the end of the bed.
I sat up against the head board and started crying. She told me I was going to be fine and my life was going to turn out to be better than I thought it would. She told me she loved me, and then she was just gone.
It was weird since after she had vanished I was sitting up thinking that I must have imagined the entire thing, but her perfume was in my room, and it lingered there for an awefully long time.
I know I've told this story to many friends and co-workers and they all smile and say things like, "Possibly." or that condescending, "All that matters is that you believe it."
But I know it happened. I was never weirded out by it, though.
I have not had an experience quite like that but I am periodically visited by my grandparents in my dreams - especially my Nanna who died nearly 20 years ago. She was always kind of 'fey'. They always seem like more than just dreams. She is always happy and laughing and sometimes offers advice or insight. I don't talk to many people about these things, I have no desire to have to justify the experience to anyone, which often seems to be the position that I am forced into.