I have a story, or several.
Now let’s get this straight, before this, I was kind of sceptical about it all. I believed that there must be something after death etc
Firstly I remember about 3-4 years ago, my Nan died from cancer, she was very ill. Few months later my sister was at home on her own because everyone else was at work. It was her birthday and she walked into the kitchen and got a very strong smell of Coffee. Taking into consideration that nobody in our household drinks coffee, were all tea drinkers, and there was only ever my Nan who used to drink coffee when she used to come round and visit. My sister said it was really weird, it lasted a few minutes and then disappeared. I believed her, but it didn’t really convince me if I’m honest.
Anyway, after this, I’m not sure how long after it was, me and my girlfriend were sat in the living room, talking with my mum and dad (it was my dads mum) about my Nan, you know telling stories about her, and having a laugh at the funny times. We went up to bed and I was lying there trying to get to sleep, and thinking about my Nan. I was abit upset thinking that she’s gone etc. I was lying there with my hands on my chest, both fists clenched. I went to turn over so I tried to unclench my fists and the right one felt like someone had wrapped their hand round my fist. I could kind of open it, but was under pressure, my left opened fine. Take that as you will.
However, the below confirmed it for me – I know what it was….
My Grandad passed away on the 15th June this year in his sleep at home in bed. His funeral was on the 27th June. Now ever since this happened there has only been one day where I have not visited my Nan to keep her company.
2 weeks to the day (of his death) I was sat in my granddads chair and my Nan was on the phone. I heard what sounded like a cupboard door being closed (or the breadbin) in the kitchen. I thought someone had come in through the back door so I went to look. No-one was in there. As I entered the kitchen I got a really strange (but nice) feeling. It was like a huge static-charge. It felt like some kind of tingling-fuzzy force all round my body. It was a nice feeling, and a huge amount of heat came up from my feet up my body. There was no oven on, or any appliance.
I instinctively said outloud "its granddad isn’t it?" automatically….the feeling got stronger (asif I was getting a response). I then said outloud 'dont worry, i'm looking after my nan and my mum' again, the feeling got stronger. I then said 'it was a good send-off wasnt it'(referring to the big turn-out at the funeral) followed by 'were all going to miss you'. Again with each thing i said outloud, the feeling got stronger. I then noticed that i had a huge smile on my face – you know when you go to say something to someone, its not automatically, its quite hard to explain. I stood where i was for a few seconds and then went back to the room with my nan.
I started explaining what had happened when the phone went again and she answered it. She was on the phone for a few seconds, i heard another noise from the kitchen, this time a totally different noise (can’t explain it). I went back, checked the window was shut in the dining room and kitchen and also checked the back door in the kitchen. They were all shut. When i got back into the kitchen, i got the same sensation again. I just stood there with the feeling dead strong and looked towards the 'Grandad' Plate on the wall in the kitchen.
It was a really nice experience and I was not scared at all. Now before this happened, even the thought of this would scare the sh!t out of me.
When I went back to the other room and sat down, I was dead happy, but before I even went into the kitchen, I was abit down with it all.
I was telling a few people about what happened and my dad said he believed what happened, and that I should be privileged that I had a visit. He then told me that he had been to see a clairvoyant in Southport and he HIGHLY recommended her. He wouldn’t go into detail about what she said to him (some people tend to keep it to themselves).
I then decided that I would go and see her. I was of the opinion “Ahhh, she’ll get nothing from me, I wont tell her anything!”
How wrong was i!
To cut a long story short, some of the things she told me where jaw-dropping. The only information she had about me before I went to see her was my name and mobile number. And she never even picked up on the fact that my dad had been to see her a few months before.
She picked up on “a grandfather presence that died of a heart of chest condition” …..grandad died from clogged arteries from smoking…….
She described him to a T….”very straight-forward man….no messing…..he would tell you exactly what he thought……very family-minded, aslong as his family where ok, he was fine”…….which my granddad was believe me.
She then mentioned a link to the forces (which is true), although sceptics will think that it could be a good guess from her guessing my age, therefore my granddads.
She then mentioned a link to water…..my granddad was a keen fisherman, and then took up the job of running my uncles fishery…he spent a lot of time there.
Next sentence she pauses….and then comes out with…”So…………………………who’s John?....he’s telling me to tell you John……..oh – he’s also telling me to tell you that theres a big black dog here with him……do you understand that?”
My granddads name was John…and the black dog was our German Shepard that we had to have put down about 3 weeks before……the only dog that my granddad ever paid attention to really.
She said many, many other things throughout the hour session which where bang on too.
I even have the whole session on disc & mp3 – if anyone is actually interested, I can upload the mp3’s if you want to have a listen.
There is another story I could tell too, but its what I have been told by a family member, and I though I would get my experience out there first.
So all in all – if you don’t believe in this stuff, and you think its all bollocks – that’s fine…you obviously have not had a big enough experience to believe. The funny thing is, my granddad was one of those people…”oh it’s a load of crap that…”
I believe in it all now – and I KNOW what happened, my opinion will never change on that.
