Been keeping a low profile as I grieve for the sudden and tragic loss of my son, age 32. I am going to get through the funeral before I sit down and try to communicate with him. However, he is letting me know he is around. In one of my times of deep sorrow, a friend (visiting me) asked if I thought he was here (in the room with us), her legs immediately tingled and I felt (from the shoulders up) an extremely intense feeling of joy - so much so I had to smile. It lasted under a minute. The first time I was totally alone in the house the doorbell rang. I ran downstairs (I wasnt expecting anyone) opened the door and nobody was there. I walked to the driveway to see if someone was there. Nobody was even outside on the street. He was a prankster so it wouldnt surprise me if he did that. On Christmas, we came home with two grandkids. Hubby stayed out side to fill the bird feeder, granddaughter started up the stairs when she said she heard my bedroom door close. We go upstairs and it is open (I didnt hear anything, but I was in the kitchen). My grandson went in the bathroom and closed the door, my granddaughter went back downstairs and I stood in the doorway of another room getting batteries for a toy when I heard my bedroom door close. I look up and this time it is closed! All the way, it even latched. I opened it and nobody was there, but I believe somebody was there - my son letting me know he is around.
Posted on: Sat, 27 Dec 2014 14:20:38 +0000
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