Loving Spirits

Supernatural is our thing, right? So I thought I’d relay a different kind of love story for you this February. My grandmother (Momma’s mother) lived with us until I was 12 years old, and she had recently passed away.

I was in bed and heard something in the formal living room. Now the living room in my parent’s house was roughly a quarter of the house and as kids we were only allowed in there from December 15-31 each year. But there was a television in there (we were probably the first house in our town to have two televisions–Daddy sold them). My grandmother sat in the large living room every evening while the four of us were stuffed into a small alcove to watch the smaller TV. Anyway, I knew nobody should be in that room, but I was so sure I really heard something that I got up and woke Daddy to tell him. My hearing was very good, so he got up and checked. Nothing, no one else was in the house besides the family, so I went back to bed.

But the sound woke me up again and when I opened my eyes, my grandmother stood at the foot of the bed. I panicked big time, slamming my eyes shut. When I dared open them she was gone and again I made off for Daddy. Fortunately I had the world’s best Daddy and when I told him what was going on, he nodded. “That’s probably who you heard in the living room. She checked on you every night after you went to bed. What’s the problem?” His words put it all in perspective and I went back to bed. Did I tell you he was cool?

Anyway, that led me to write Wraith’s Heart all these years later–a ghost story from the perspective of the ghost. Boy, can I see Daddy’s influence there. 

I have another one I’ll share next month, but I’d love to hear about your real-life paranormal experiences. Most of the people I talk to have some sort of unexplained happening in their memory. Please share!

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