I slept with my grandmother on a pedestal bed that was placed next to a set of windows. It was a very hot night and I just couldn't get to sleep because of it. I told my grandmother of this, and she told me to just think of something cool, that it would help me to sleep. Now, a childs imagination is a great thing! I would think of ice-cream, and watch it melt because of the heat I was feeling! So of course, that idea never worked. I turned to tell her again--but this time I got no response.

I continued to look out the windows when I felt a breeze from ABOVE me. I looked up and saw what appeared to be my grandmother in a long blue robe, just hovering there--floating, smiling at me and holding a cup. I could even notice the robe swaying in the "wind" where her feet would've been. I got scared, and covered my eyes. But, curiosity took over and I dared look once more, [this is a hard part to explain], I couldn't see her--but could sense her still there. If I'd close my eyes, then I could see her clearly. She was holding the cup still, and turned it, to pour water on top of my chest--I could even feel and hear as it hit me! But never got "wet." I quickly got "cooled off" and fell asleep.

The next day I woke up alone in bed, and quickly got up and ran out to tell what had happened to me. I found everyone in the diningroom, for it was Mother's Day and they were giving my grandmother her gifts. She had just opened one that my grandfather had given her--when she pulled out the blue robe--the same exact one I saw on "her" that night! I then blurted out the whole thing, to just be told "It was all just a dream"--- but I know better. :O)

My Mother had died a few months earlier, and has been with me ever since. I myself have never seen her, but others have, including my grandmother.

When she died, the first occurance, was that a group of ladies where all praying for her, [The Catholic way Rosery] and ALL heard her voice scream out.."NO! It can't be! I'm not dead!"

The second occurance was when I was outside playing, sitting on the ground next to a tree, and my grandmother saw my mother "skipping" from behind that tree, and tap me on the head with some papers, then--just disappear behind the tree once more. That week, my grandfather recieved the papers of custody of me.