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GHOST STORIES and Other Happenings 
Oct. 23, 2012 12:53 pm 
Updated: Sep. 9, 2013 10:21 am
It's that time of year. All Hallow's Eve is approaching and I would love to hear your ghost stories and other happenings. Some stories are creepy, some can be scarey and some can be nice knowing a loved one is near while others are just unexplainable. Whatever your story is that you would like to share post your tale here.

I've had many encounters ... some nice and some not so nice and some that just can't be explained.

The story I would like to share is a nice one. Short but sweet. 

This past March (the 8th to be specific) would have been my mom's birthday. She passed November 2010. She collected some Hummel figurines and had started my collection many years ago. When she passed I inherited some of her pieces which I brought home and have displayed in units that sit on either side of our t.v. entertainment center along with my own. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of her and was feeling pretty sad the night of the 7th this year. When I woke up the morning of the 8th both display units with the figurines in them were lit up and nobody in our house turned the lights within them on (just me and hubby). It was really nice that my mom made her presence known that day. I found it comforting somehow that she contacted me in that very special way.
Oct. 23, 2012 1:45 pm
What a lovely way for your mom to remind you that she loves you :) I haven't personally experienced any paranormal events, but I believe they happen.
Oct. 23, 2012 1:47 pm
I remember an old church in our community, it was abandoned because a new one was built in town. The church stood out of town several miles on a busy road. While driving west bound we could, on occasion, see the lights blink inside the church. This went on for years, no one was inside, but it appeared, on occasion that the lights were briefly on. People started to talk and many stories were made up, disregarded, or believed. Years later we realized that a south bound vehicle (driving through a set of curves farther away) would shine the lights in the direction of the church and it would appear that the lights were on in the church. Sort of a perfect illusion- I remember many people being relieved to figure out the small community mystery but I also remember some people being disappointed to have a rational explanation to the favourite aunt lived in a very old house and anytime there was a creak in the house, or something appeared to be moved (she was forgetful) she would say, hmmm must be my ghost and she would throw a penny in the corner of the room. She was sweet and I miss her very much. After she passed and to this very day, anytime I pick up a penny on the street or find one on the floor at home, I am reminded of her:)
Oct. 23, 2012 2:00 pm
For a while, 2 of my SIL's lived together in their grandparents house. The grandparents had passed away. Grans rocking chair used to rock and they would off and on smell Gramps pipe smoke. A few times the one SIL saw Gran standing at the end of her bed.
Oct. 23, 2012 2:20 pm
I always believed paranormal was possible, but never expected to experience myself. In an old farm house we lived in I was telling my husband that some young coworkers were planning to sell empty boxes on ebay and claim they contained "spirits". I said " that would be like me asking a ghost to jump into this microwave popcorn bag" that I was holding, and suddenly something hit the bottom of the bag as if I had dropped a softball inside. My husband quickly closed the bag, took it outside, and told me I was NEVER to do that again. I didn't have to be told twice. Moving into another old farmhouse, I had forgotten the little incident. Whenever my mother in law stayed over, I thought I saw someone moving in the kitchen, then realized mother in law was in other room. One late evening I had run back downstairs for something and saw a woman in a light blue floral dress and a head covering walk into my pantry. Turned on light - no one there, of course. Back upstairs I quietly asked hubby if he believed in ghosts. He smiled and asked why. He acknowledged that several times - only when mother in law visiting for whatever reason, he had seen woman in blue. Description of height and attire matched perfectly down to print in dress. He told me he had also seen an older gentleman walking edge of farm property as if checking crops. Never seen his face, just a shadow now and then during late summer when crops about due for harvest. Never felt threatened, in fact, I kinda miss them since we had to move.
Oct. 23, 2012 3:03 pm
First my scary story then my ghost story. Over 25 years ago when I lived on my grandparents farm, I had to stake my horse out in the lower 40 acres due to drought and pasture conditions. By the time I got off work it was dark but the neighbor had on outside street light so I could see the pasture. I had to walk down the gravel road and open the gate. I could see my horse by the fence near the road, outlined by the neighbor's light. Hurrying to untie her and take her back because I didn't like being in the dark by myself when suddenly a hand went across the back of my neck. Screaming and partially climbing the tree in front of me, I turned to see my horse. She had quietly sneaked up on me and rubbed her nose across my neck. After my heart stopped pounding we walked home, her to her stall and me to a beer. I have seen several of my relatives after they have passed. My grandmother clear as day one night when I was upset, she was leaning over me patting me on the back trying to comfort a little girl crying.
Oct. 23, 2012 3:20 pm
oh how I love these, great blog, LInda-I need more cocoa!
Oct. 23, 2012 3:26 pm
What nice stories! I have some of those but I'll tell y'all a scary one instead. A long time ago I read The Amnityville Horror. Somewhere in there it describes the people finding the windows covered with flies inside this one room. Like LOTS. Just in that room and just on the one window. 10 minutes after I read that, I heard a strange noise in the living room. I looked up to find a swarm of flies on MY closed window. The house was closed up tight and I never heard them or saw them prior. I tell ya, all of my hair stood straight up! I burned that book. Sheesh, now I have the creeps!
Oct. 23, 2012 5:04 pm
Great blog Linda! -- Not long after my maternal grandpa passed, I saw him sitting in his car. But I was only 5 yr old & told I didn't see him so I don't know. - My maternal grandma used to see an old couple in her bed. She said she would tell them to move along, she was going to bed. - After my paternal grandpa passed, my grandma felt him sit down on the side of the bed. She couldn't see him but she could see the depression on the bed. - Early one morning, I was dreaming that my mom (she had passed 7 years earlier) was sitting at my grandma's dining table & crying. I was wakened by a phone call that my grandma had passed. - Another time, I dreamed about a bad wreck. I had to take my sisters home the next day & was very nervous about the very long trip. I asked my ex (divorce was final a week later!)to go with us. On the way home, there was a freak snow blizzard so it was good to have him driving. - My MIL passed 2 years ago. Last year I was telling DH about a Mother's Day card I wanted to make to go with the flowers for the cemetary & I felt a hug!
Oct. 23, 2012 5:22 pm
These are great stories everyone!
Oct. 24, 2012 3:06 am
In 2006, 1 yr after my dad had passed, my ear was clogged, for about 3 wks, but as any good nurse would do I ignored it! Then one night I had dream, my dad was in my room in an old hospital bed, and he had had a stroke, he was slumped over in the bed, and his face was drooping, and I said " you can't have had a stroke, you're dead". Scared me enough to go get my ear checked out. Lo & behold, the Md asked me if I had high bp, I said no, and she said well your BP is 180/100, my dad taking care of me from heaven.
Oct. 24, 2012 9:01 am
Don't have a scary story,just wanted to say that this is very interesting.Love reading these stories.Thanks Linda
Oct. 24, 2012 12:14 pm
Love the stories! I have a sweet one. One night when I was about 3 years old, my mom heard me in my room talking to myself- speaking gibberish. I had been in and out of the hospital with various illnesses for 6 months, so she kept checking to make sure I wasn't running fever or anything. She finally asked me who I was talking to, and I told her "the angel". A few weeks later, she got some old pictures in the mail from her grandmother, and in there was a picture of my great-grandfather who had passed away about 10 years before I was born. When I saw my mom pull it out of the box I got very excited and told her "Look, it's my angel!" LOL Kind of freaked her out till she called my great-grandma and GG told her that she had seen him too off and on over the years. Apparently he likes to pop in on various family members occasionally and that time decided he wanted to meet me. :) Had several other experiences, but that one was the nicest.
Oct. 24, 2012 3:24 pm
I don't particularly believe in ghosts, but I have witnessed the Marfa lights and there's NEVER been a reasonable explanation for those, so...who really knows?
Oct. 24, 2012 3:32 pm
When my husband and I bought our home,we had heard rumors from our new neighbors that a young woman was killed in the house. We thought nothing of it and went on with our life. As the months fell by, little things started to happen in the house. My husband swore that he heard someone in the kitchen walking in high heels. With the birth of our first son, the present of other being became more and more frequent. Our son was asleep in his room and we were talking in the living room and we both heard as clear as a bell " hush, the baby is sleeping", this was said twice. We found a Bible on top of the kitchen cabinet, there was a name inscribed. Alice Gabby. "Alice" started to become very vocal and we would always reply to her, Alice, it's time for you to go home. After a while, Alice did go home.
Oct. 24, 2012 3:59 pm
When my husband passed away the first day was the longest day of my life. It was hard to go to sleep, but I finaaly did and when I woke up, I found three pennies on the floor by my dresser. I picked them up and thought nothing of it. When I got up the next morning there were three more pennies in the same spot. I thought I must be losing my mind or either had a hole in my pocket. It happened again on the third morning, I looked up and told my dear sweet husband, I got it. He was telling me " In GOD we trust". I didn't get any more pennies, but I did get peace of mind.
Oct. 24, 2012 4:47 pm
reading these reminded me....when our now teenage daughter was an infant, her 18 month old cousin passed away. For the next several years, every few months, my daughter would wake with an incredibly high, unexplained fever, usually in the middle of the night. She would begin playing in the toyroom, and having conversations - for a while she was too young to answer when we asked what she was doing....but once she was able to speak, she would tell us she was playing with "cousin B". Tore this mama's heart to pieces each time.
Oct. 24, 2012 4:53 pm
These are awesome stories. It's heart warming to be reading so many about family members and other souls looking out for us.
Oct. 24, 2012 5:04 pm
I have to tell one more. After I divorced my first husband I moved into a town house and knew the moment I saw it I was going to be "ok" there. It was an estate sale and the man who lived there was not that old when he passed, maybe in his 50s. It took every dime I had to put down to buy the house. After the closing I started to move in. I didn't even have money to buy something to eat that day and was too proud to ask anyone if I could borrow a little money. The first thing I did was give the kitchen a good cleaning. While vacuuming under the stove to catch any dust bunnies the vacuum hose clogged and when I pulled it out $20 was stuck to it ... I was able to go to the store and buy enough to eat till I got paid thanks to "Danny the former owner".
Oct. 24, 2012 5:14 pm
Part 2 of the above story. After living in my town house for about a year I was able with some bonus money to buy an elliptical trainer so I could exercise when the weather was bad. I set it up in the finished side of the basement and had a small tv down there. I kept moving the machine around from one place to another for a couple months - no reason, just did. One night while exercising I heard a voice in my head that said "look in the ceiling". I'm thinking "what?", the ceiling was a drop ceiling and when on the elliptical trainer I could reach the tiles. I slid the tile over my head and looked in and seen a bank bag that had been hidden. Inside was Danny's coin collection of old coins and silver certificate dollar bills. I guess he wanted me to have it.
Oct. 24, 2012 7:33 pm
These stories are so cool! Great blog idea, Linda (LMT)! And thanks for letting petey continue sharing her stories with us!
Oct. 24, 2012 8:02 pm
Yes - - I am adding my "thank you" with Cat Hill for bringing Petey and her stories back to us - - so I guess my "ghost" story would be . . . Petey disappeared and Linda brought her back - - a treat for all of us - - THANK YOU LINDA!!!
Oct. 24, 2012 8:05 pm
BTW - - - I LOVE your Danny story!!!
Oct. 24, 2012 8:48 pm
Great blog Linda! Never really believed in "signs" but a couple come to mind. One day I had been talking with my DH about my Dad who had passed away several years prior. All of a sudden we heard music. Real music, but where was it coming from. It was a music box that was buried underneath quilts inside of a hope chest. Nothing in the chest had been moved in years, but all of a sudden the wind-up music box that my Dad had given me in 8th grade started up.
Oct. 24, 2012 8:52 pm
Another one... shortly after Dad passed I was going through some of my personal treasures that had been stored in my old bedroom. My Dad had always collected pens and pencils of all sorts for me when I was a kid. As I was debating on whether or not to keep the multiple boxes of pens/pencils, I took a look through one box and all of the ones on top were from my hometown. The places that Dad worked at or visited frequently. Mind you, my hometown was small, less than 500. Not a lot of businesses, but there they were. Gulp... Needless to say I kept the boxes.
Oct. 25, 2012 12:48 am
In October of 2010 my 18 year old daughter moved to Madison Wisconsin with her boyfriend and his family. She was warned that the 100+ year old house was haunted before moving in. The family had a radio in the hallway that would turn off and on even when it was unplugged from the wall. When my daughter would was home alone in the kitchen she said she would hear whistling and footsteps coming from the basement. She would run and close herself in the bedroom until someone came home. When she moved back home in July of 2011 we started noticing strange things happening. I would hear noises, plastic bags rattling, shadows out of the corner of my eye and the plastic on my treadmill making a cracking noise. It was like someone was standing on my treadmill. At first I thought it was one of my dogs but one was on the bed with me and the other one was sitting on her dog bed to the right of my bed. Finally I yelled stop and the noise would stop. One night I was sitting at my computer and it felt like a hand touched my shoulder. Another time I was taking a shower and a shadow moved by the curtain. I looked out and nobody was there and my bedroom door was closed. My dogs would stare at a specific spot of the room and start barking. Another time I was home alone and cooking dinner. I heard three loud pounding noises on my laundry room door that goes into my garage. My dogs went crazy. Thinking I locked the door coming into the house I went to unlock the door thinking my husband got home early from work. I walked into my laundry room to find the door unlocked and my garage door was closed nobody was home. I think that had to be the time that freaked me out the most. I told my daughter that I thought she brought the ghost home with her and she didn't seem to believe me. One night I was taking a shower and she was sitting on my bed playing with her laptop. My small dog was staring at something and starting to growl. I heard my daughter say you need to leave you are not wanted here you need to go. We both heard three loud popping sounds come from my tv. My daughter was freaked out. I tried smudging our house and it didn't seem to work. I finally found out from a co worker that not everyone can smudge a home or ask a spirit to leave that it needs to be the person that they have attached to. Since my daughter told it to leave we haven't had anymore problems. At one point we couldn't leave any type of plastic bags etc because it seemed to like to play with them. I couldn't sleep with the lights off for a long long time.
Oct. 25, 2012 5:16 am
WOW!!! Some very sweet stories and some really scary ones! I am enjoying reading them all :)
Oct. 25, 2012 8:15 am
What fun this has been to read. Great idea for a blog, Linda! I love hearing/reading/watching about all things paranormal. I can't say that anything really specific ever happened to me, but I do believe the house I grew up in was haunted. It was a very old home, and we used to hear doors closing in other rooms when no one was there and sometimes a general feeling that something was just "there". I never got a chance to say goodbye to either of my grandfathers before they passed away which has always bothered me. While a rooted-in-science person would probably explain this as my subconscious trying ot make me feel better, both of my grandfathers have visited me in my sleep to let me know they are ok, that they love me, and they know I love them. It wasn't just a dream, it was more than that; I felt their arms around me, I talked with them, spent time with them...and it brought me peace that I had never had. Oh, and the Danny story...I love that!
Oct. 25, 2012 8:59 am
I've had a few "experiences" but here's one that really stuck with me. One night I had THE most profound dream and all it was, was my Mom literally in my face, screaming, "I HAVE A TUMOR, I HAVE A TUMOR!" over and over. I abruptly woke up and was shaken by the dream. It stuck with me for several days, but I eventually just chalked it up to a really bad dream. A week or two later, I accompanied my Mom to an eye doctor appointment. When she came out to the waiting room after her appointment, she had a very worried look on her face and announced to me that they had found a tumor on her pituitary gland! Immediately, every hair on my body stood on end! Talk about your premonitions!! She eventually had very dangerous (but successful) surgery to remove the tumor. I really love hearing all these stories. Thanks for the interesting blog, Linda (LMT)!
Oct. 25, 2012 11:27 am
You all have great stories! Thank you so much everyone for sharing them here.
Oct. 25, 2012 5:15 pm
Here is another one from me. Magnolia Blossom made me think of this one. My dad had passed away before ever seeing the son I was carrying, I didn't know I was pregnant at the time he died. Before he died he had told me that "I have no idea what your Mother will do with the farm". Well, she sold the part of it that had my grandparents old house to my niece. 2 years after my son was born I took him over to see what the niece and her DH were doing to the place. The night before I had a dream. My dad showed up in the raincoat he always wore when we went fishing. He pointed out all the things that were being done to his parents place. He voiced his opinion. When my son and I went to see the new house it was exactly like my dream. Ever thing that he pointed out had been done. He hated it in my dream and what he said about the people coming to live there have come true.
Oct. 25, 2012 8:23 pm
My father had been in a coma for about a day at the hospital. During that night, his vitals started to crash and the nurses came and placed this ECG like machine that shows your heartbeat on a green line on a monitor. My mother and I were staring at the monitor and witnessing it slowing down. All of a sudden the machine shut down and the screen went black. The nurse didn't know what's wrong with it and had to use another one. When the other machine was hooked up, the line became flat. I would like to think that Someone was looking out for us, as if telling us that his heart continues to beat just like how it did on the first machine.
Oct. 26, 2012 4:16 am
Love these stories. My father passed away and I was living in another state. I felt guilt that I was not able to fly home (I was young and broke) the days before he died. I did go to the funeral and when I went home I had a dream that he called me on the phone and said "I just wanted to let you know I am alright and I love you". I remember waking up and wondering if it was a dream or if it had happened for real. One of my two dogs on a couple of occasions has been sitting beside me on the couch and will suddenly sit up and track (with his eyes) something moving across the room. People I've told say it was probably a bug but I don't think so.......
Oct. 27, 2012 2:35 pm
I have heard different family members talk of experiences they had. I always wondered if they actually happened and felt a little weird about it. My maternal grandma always claimed she never dreamed unless it was a premonition about a death. Several times she claimed this happened including her mom's death. I was always a skeptic until 11 yrs. ago. My son was 6 months old and it was a terrible time in our lives. In one week's time, my paternal grandma died, my dad had surgery for colon cancer, and my cousin commited suicide. I was so sad. My grandma had alzheimer's and lived in another city. She never was able to meet my baby. One night when I was in the bedroom putting my son to sleep, I smelled the most pungent smell of gardenias. My husband and I keep a fragrance free home because we both have allergies. To me this was my grandma letting me know she was there taking a peek. I haven't ever smelled it again but I know in my heart it was her.
Oct. 27, 2012 2:41 pm
I also have another story about when my maternal grandma died. She was the most wonderful person I have ever known. I am getting tears in my eyes just thinking about her. My mom was at her side when she died. My grandma had taken certain provisions in her will that would provide for my mom for a long time but she was not given all the money outright. My uncle was given his in whole. This was done out of fear that my dad would squander my mom's share. My grandma's intentions were not of ill will but out of love for my mom. I guess she was worried my mom would not understand. The next morning after learning about the will, my mom was taking a shower. When she exited the shower, she saw I love you, Kitty. Written on the steamed over mirror. Kitty was my grandma's nickname. My mom screamed and my dad ran into the bathroom. He saw it too.
Oct. 27, 2012 4:33 pm
I believe everyone's stories. There just has to be something beyond our time here on earth and alot of what I'm reading is about the strength of love and it being eternal.
Oct. 27, 2012 7:07 pm
I have loved reading these stories. I have one I would like to add. It concerns my maternal grandmother. As long as I can remember, she "knew" things sometimes before they happened. I had an uncle who contracted what they called Rabbit Fever when he was about 12. He was so ill and granny dreamed one night she was standing on the smokehouse porch when someone came out and told her Rex died. Sure enough a few days later, it happened just as she dreamed. The whole family knew when she had a dream that we should listen! One night after grandpa died she was asleep and she woke up and felt him sit on the side of her bed. She could see him and he talked to her telling her to be happy where she was, that she needed to be near her children so they could take care of her. Grandpa came to see me one night also, I dreamed I was at their old farm and grandpa came up to me and told me " I am okay, don't worry about me anymore!" One time after I was married and had children, granny dreamed she saw my three kids out in the back yard. The two oldest were on a swing set and the little one ran in front of the swing and was hit. She and my mother called me to see if we were okay and I had to tell them that the little one was hit by a swing set and had to have some stitches! I miss granny, she has been gone many years now but she was the sweetest and wisest person I have ever known! There is more I could tell about her but this is a long enough story now!
Oct. 28, 2012 10:24 am
Please grannygigi and anyone else who has stories to share - post them, no matter how many or how long. I love reading them.
Oct. 28, 2012 10:52 pm
Hi Linda, I love the blog, some very interesting stories! Years ago, my DH and I bought a new home. After being there about 3 months we started experiencing many unexplainable things. It's such a long story, so this is the short version... At night we would wake at different times to the feeling of one of our cats walking on our bed, starting from the bottom and walking up the bed between us and laying down. We would both get up at different times and check the bedroom, closet and our bathroom, but would never find a cat. DH worked strange hours, so when things happened I was often alone. One night I was woke up to something pushing/tapping on my legs from within the mattress itself. At first I thought that I must've been dreaming until I felt it again, and quickly jumped up to a sitting position and pulled my legs up. I could still feel where it was hitting the bed. DH was home but I didn't want to wake him because he had to get up for work. I went into the den to watch tv and try to distract myself. After about an hour I started hearing a noise I couldn't identify, so I turned the tv off, the fan, the A/C so I could hear better. Moments after sitting down on the couch, a very loud breathing sound started, but I couldn't tell where it was coming from. Needless to say, I ran and hopped back in bed with DH. We would hear footsteps on a hardwood type floor and we had all carpet in the house. DH saw the faucet in the bathroom turn on and off, and we had lights turn on and off as well as the tv changing channels by itself. Years of this kind of thing happening... our son was scared to sleep in his room and would leave the light on at night. He would tell us of something talking to him at night from the closet and of seeing red eyes. For a long time, the kids would come to me at different times asking me what I wanted when I hadn't called them. This went on for a very long time. One night, our daughter and I was watching a movie together late at night and we heard a voice call "Heather,....HEATHER!" (my daughter's name) We immediately looked at each other, jumped over the back of the couch and ran outside. We realized that 'something' was mimicking my voice to call the kids. We watched Charmed together back when it was still on, and a policeman came to our door. Because I was in a gown, I only opened the door about a foot. He said that there had been a call to 911 from our phone number from a woman pleading for help because of an abusive husband. I tried to tell him that no one called 911 but he didn't seem to believe me. He kept looking behind me as if someone were behind the door. I opened it to show him there was no one there and invited him in to check the house and even show him that my husband was sound asleep. He verified the address and called the dispatcher back to verify the address with him. He left very confused. After he left, we realized that the phone wasn't even working. It had stormed really bad earlier that day and I had tried to call home from work to check on the kids and it was out. We ran to the phone and picked up the receiver and it was still out, so it wasn't possible for our phone to have called at all. That next morning at 3:00a.m., my daugher's best friend was awoke to a call from our home to her cell phone. When she said hello, she didn't hear anything and after several seconds the phone went dead. She called back and couldn't get thru because the phone was still out. Sometimes at night while we watch tv in the den, we would hear what sounded like a very small child calling 'Mommy, mommy', as well as the stairs and landing creaking as if someone was walking on it. We did some research and found out that in our subdivision, there was an area of about 4 street that had paranormal issues much like ours. On the area of land that these 4 streets and homes were built on had been an old cemetary, with the last person interred there in the early 1800's. (see next post)
Oct. 28, 2012 11:05 pm
When the subdivision was built there were graves left there and only headstones were moved. Many of our neighbors were having the same things happen as we were, including seeing actual apparitions. We called many people trying to get help. 2 mediums who didn't know we had talked to the other, both told us the same thing, that we had a poltergeist as well as 2 portals and many people who had passed over. We tried some of their recommendations but nothing helped. Eventually, we located a church and went and talked to them and they came to the house to 'exorcise' it. It stopped all the activity for about 4 months and then it started back full force. One morning I was sitting on the side of the bed getting dressed for work and putting on my shoes when I heard a mans voice directly in front of me by the closet door say my name twice. I left for work early. We've had things written in the mirrors in steam in the bathroom; someone sit down on the sides of our beds at night; our pets watch something that isn't there and our German Shepherd go crazy barking and snarling at something in the bedroom while I was in the shower. My grandbaby has been asleep in a crib in one of the bedrooms and we've heard a man talking to her thru the baby monitors; DH has laid down many times to go to sleep and moments after laying down, has been held and pushed down in the mattress where he couldn't move or speak. That lasts for about 30-45 seconds before it releases him, and he jumps up, freaking out, with some very colorful language. In the beginning, it was so so scary and unnerving, but after a while you do get use to it for the most part. It can definately unnerve you when it happens but you get over the worst of the fear. I have had some 'nice' things that's happened to me over the course of my life, but I'll have to write that at another time. (I'm sitting up now watching tv and trying to investigate a noise I can't figure I'm closing for tonight, but may post the happy stuff another day.) I've really enjoyed ready the touching stories here. It's nice to see that love transends this life and that loved ones show they're there in so many ways and love us. Thanks for the blog. Melissa
Oct. 29, 2012 10:26 am
Melsie, your story just gave me the heebie jeebies and I got kind of scared just reading it!
Oct. 29, 2012 1:22 pm
Yowsers! I'm with Sugarnspice! That and I might be moving!
Oct. 30, 2012 3:27 am
We have ghosts on our property. Our property was part of the orginal trail that cut through FL in the 1800's. i've seen a woman with a babe on hip from the 1850's. A civil war soldier and noah the orginal Amish owner to the proprty. He died in 1902. the house was orginally built in 1890. there is also something else here that throws things off shelves and hits my husband in the head. Taps my shoulders, grabs peoples feet and one day out of no where though nowthing was there it was like someone threw dirt in my face. Very strange. Our nighboors little boy won't come over anymore because it grabbed him. My husband is an idiot and he thinks this is neat. It's not neat that something is grabbing people here. Once it rubbed my hip while I was laying down...I thought it was my husband before I turend around an no one was there.
Oct. 30, 2012 3:29 am
Melisa you need to get out! That is worse than mine!
Oct. 30, 2012 3:34 am
My grandmother loved blue birds and I was very close to her. She was the ONLY person that treated me kindly and lovingly when I was a little girl. So when she died needless to say I was crushed and then I moved shortly afterwards. I had the prettiest little window over my sink and I was thinking of her when up flew a small blue bird. Who sat on my sill just to sing a lovely tune and say hello. then he flew away and that is the only blue bird I've ever seen in real life.
Oct. 30, 2012 6:23 am
The day my father died, my mother called me at work and told me Dad was on the way to the ER and get there right away. One of my co-workers said she would drive me there. My dad and I were always close and I was terrified that I would lose him. I got half way to the hospital and I felt a hand touch my shoulder and I smelled his aftershave. "It's OK Chaucer" (my dad's nickname for me)a voice whispered. I felt peace. My co-worker commented that she smelled perfume and asked me what I had just said as she did not quite catch it. When I got to the ER, they told me Daddy did not make it, but I already knew because father-like he reassured me as he left.
Oct. 30, 2012 10:35 am
Thanks for sharing all the great stories! What a wonderful idea. I don't have anything truly supernatural, but I feel I should share since I've enjoyed everyone else's. My paternal grandmother had alzheimer's for over a decade before she passed. I was lucky enough to get to know her while she was mostly there when I was younger. One morning last year, I was sitting at work, when suddenly I got the strangest feeling, like my heart had stopped beating but was racing at the same time. Then I got really hot and my vision darkened, and I truly felt that something was really wrong with me, more than just like I was going to faint. That feeling faded and less than a minute later my mom called me to tell me my grandma had passed away. Another story; this one I heard from my sister who heard it from my father. The day my paternal grandmother's father passed away, my dad's watch, my grandma's watch, and uncle's watch (dad's brother) all stopped at the same time. Pretty spooky...
Oct. 30, 2012 1:32 pm
That must of been a nice visit from your mom, about two days ago, I had a dream of my grandma who passed away back in December 2001, and she also collected the Hummel figurines, I just did'nt know the name of these figurines, so I was reading your post and googled the name Hummel figuerines and I seen some of the figuerines my grandma had, and a brought a nice feeling upon me, remembering my grandmother. thank you :)
Oct. 30, 2012 1:42 pm
Melsie, that is crazy, I would be sooo scared every night.
Oct. 30, 2012 8:12 pm
loving these stories. great blog linda lmt. i'm kind of envious reading about people seeing, feeling, hearing their loved ones who have passed. i wish an encounter of some sort with my mom and dad one of these days :)
Oct. 31, 2012 6:46 am
I just came on to see if there are any new stories and the headings under the blog title caught my eye. Where it says 'images', it says 0 and I thought, "Well duh....they're *ghost* stories, so there won't be any images!" Sometimes I crack myself up :)
Oct. 31, 2012 6:23 pm
weeble know in your heart they are there. I had to handle my mom's estate with hardly any help from either one of my siblings and I knew she knew they would be no help. One actually did nothing but give me a hard time about everything I did yet wouldn't lift a finger to help with anything. I think my mom just needed to "touch" me.
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I love looking at and collecting recipes and have been doing so since I was a kid. Everytime I came across something someone made that I enjoyed I would ask for the recipe. I have a nice collection now and sometimes find it funny looking at a recipe that I thought was so good or intersting then and thinking now "I liked that?".
My favorite things to cook
Homemade pizza with fresh homemade dough. My next favorite is a pot of "Sunday" sauce and meatballs. I love how good my home smells while it's cooking and love dipping hunks of crusty bread into the sauce for a taste.
My favorite family cooking traditions
Stuffing for a holiday turkey. You just can't top homemade stuffing.
My cooking triumphs
Roasting a turkey. I was always intimidated. I didn't roast a turkey until several years ago and to my surprise it came out great. A girlfriend from work taught me. Made turkey soup with the leftovers and again surprised myself because it was delicious. I never knew homemade turkey soup could be so good.
My cooking tragedies
I've had enough but at least learned.
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