My grandparents have been slowly showing up in my dreams over the last little while. A bit ago, it was grandma Eva who passed away about a year ago. And it wasn't a brief visit. We sat and chatted and hung out.
Last night it was Grandpa John (my mom's dad). I haven't seen him in forever. I haven't even felt him around since Grandma Rose passed away in April of 2002. He used to come around all the time to check on us before then. (Yes I believe in spirits and that they can come and walk among the living) I have missed him. But he showed up last night like looking just like I remembered him. Well maybe not perfectly. I was in elementary when he passed away. I was small enough that everything still looked larger than life. I think he appeared a little bit fatter that he was in real life. Oh well, I was good to visit with him.
This would freak some people out, visits from dead relatives. But it was so enjoyable. I didn't wake up sad or anything like that. It was refreshing and very satisfying.
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