A Visit from the Future
Something made me wake up one night and as I opened my eyes a young blonde man was starring me in the face. It was such a lovely face that I was not frightened by him. He told me that something major was going to happen to me and he showed me this very old staircase.
I kept looking for this over the years, thinking I might meet the man of my dreams there. I started to have heart troubles and then I got breast cancer. With all the chemo and radiotherapy my heart got worse. In the end they put me on the transplant list; I only had 24 to 48 hours left to live when a heart came through.
When I was well enough to walk around the hospital, I came across the old part of the Alfred hospital and there was the staircase. My heart donor was a 21 year old male so I gather it was him telling me what was going to happen. I feel so privileged to have met him. – Contributed by Shirley Fagg.
A Warning from Beyond
I ask not to see ghosts, but it is ok if I hear them or see them do physical actions, which brings me to my ghost story. I came to my grandmother‘s house to take care of her because she was getting dementia about 6 yrs ago. She was a strict Catholic and really didn‘t believe in the afterlife. On one of her good days I told her that when she died to let me know she was still around. She said she didn‘t think that was possible but would try if she could. She passed away about 6 months later and I am still living in her house.
One night I was cleaning the kitchen up after dinner in which we had lasagna or spaghetti . . . something with tomato sauce. I was washing off the countertop and noticed something on the floor. I looked and thought it was some sauce that had spilled while making dinner. But when I went to get a paper towel to wipe it up and came back the spot had grown.
It started from one end of the kitchen and went the length of the kitchen floor and made a right angle over to the chimney. I turned on the bigger light and realized it was not sauce but it lookedlike the stuff you get in the hair dye boxes in the tubes that you apply weekly to keep the color up.
Now I knew I had a tube of that stuff in my bathroom on a shelf above the bathtub that I had never used. So I went and looked at the tube and it was flattened at the top like someone had used it. I matched the stuff in the tube to the stuff on the floor and indeed they were one in the same.
So I am thinking my Gramma did this and what was she trying to tell me? I was thinking . . . hair dye . . . is someone going to die? Am I dying? What is it? Well, she was pretty anal about keeping the kitchen floor clean and it did need a scrubbing, so I wrote it off as her wanting me to wash the floor.
A friend came over the next day and told me that the smell of gas was very strong in the house. So I called the gas company and they sent a man out to check for leaks. He told me that it was this pipe that ran along the ceiling in the basement and over to the furnace (L) shape, which was right next to the old coal chimney that ran up through the kitchen. This pipe that he showed me was directly under the kitchen and ran the length of it.
I got goose bumps when he showed it to me. So what Gramma was doing was outlining the gas pipe that was leaking, only I didn‘t really understand it until after the fact.
So pay attention to things that move and go bump in the night it may be one of your loved ones trying to tell you something. – Contributed by Karen Lehrke.
Something made me wake up one night and as I opened my eyes a young blonde man was starring me in the face. It was such a lovely face that I was not frightened by him. He told me that something major was going to happen to me and he showed me this very old staircase.
I kept looking for this over the years, thinking I might meet the man of my dreams there. I started to have heart troubles and then I got breast cancer. With all the chemo and radiotherapy my heart got worse. In the end they put me on the transplant list; I only had 24 to 48 hours left to live when a heart came through.
When I was well enough to walk around the hospital, I came across the old part of the Alfred hospital and there was the staircase. My heart donor was a 21 year old male so I gather it was him telling me what was going to happen. I feel so privileged to have met him. – Contributed by Shirley Fagg.
A Warning from Beyond
I ask not to see ghosts, but it is ok if I hear them or see them do physical actions, which brings me to my ghost story. I came to my grandmother‘s house to take care of her because she was getting dementia about 6 yrs ago. She was a strict Catholic and really didn‘t believe in the afterlife. On one of her good days I told her that when she died to let me know she was still around. She said she didn‘t think that was possible but would try if she could. She passed away about 6 months later and I am still living in her house.
One night I was cleaning the kitchen up after dinner in which we had lasagna or spaghetti . . . something with tomato sauce. I was washing off the countertop and noticed something on the floor. I looked and thought it was some sauce that had spilled while making dinner. But when I went to get a paper towel to wipe it up and came back the spot had grown.
It started from one end of the kitchen and went the length of the kitchen floor and made a right angle over to the chimney. I turned on the bigger light and realized it was not sauce but it lookedlike the stuff you get in the hair dye boxes in the tubes that you apply weekly to keep the color up.
Now I knew I had a tube of that stuff in my bathroom on a shelf above the bathtub that I had never used. So I went and looked at the tube and it was flattened at the top like someone had used it. I matched the stuff in the tube to the stuff on the floor and indeed they were one in the same.
So I am thinking my Gramma did this and what was she trying to tell me? I was thinking . . . hair dye . . . is someone going to die? Am I dying? What is it? Well, she was pretty anal about keeping the kitchen floor clean and it did need a scrubbing, so I wrote it off as her wanting me to wash the floor.
A friend came over the next day and told me that the smell of gas was very strong in the house. So I called the gas company and they sent a man out to check for leaks. He told me that it was this pipe that ran along the ceiling in the basement and over to the furnace (L) shape, which was right next to the old coal chimney that ran up through the kitchen. This pipe that he showed me was directly under the kitchen and ran the length of it.
I got goose bumps when he showed it to me. So what Gramma was doing was outlining the gas pipe that was leaking, only I didn‘t really understand it until after the fact.
So pay attention to things that move and go bump in the night it may be one of your loved ones trying to tell you something. – Contributed by Karen Lehrke.
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